LoveMic, ДЖЕФРИльюис, Мультголова - Классика
текст песни

Hardcore with an emphasis on double. So that the pressure does not fall
remember the roots, the first collection to which vinyl was scratched
groped, fell on the floor, as in battles, trying to make a turtle
battle of the year, was the start, and became a hip-hop soldier

Brother, the culture is rich, but there is a lot of marriage, Surgut
A lot of true, but damp, rap at a school desk, according to the standard
There is excitement, but the card does not fall, there is not enough luck
Fierce selection, here Sparta. Music is not to blame

You cannot avoid the return, what you need we will give
I am one with this genre. We do not bypass like a vitamin
Jeffrey and Sima from the city number one, Choba from the sickle
Our rap from the very depths. I bought it, got into our bathyscaphe

For those who like to search, hard-core, music is not for a disco
But in the hall people are jumping, the result of one of the tasks. There is a kach
That means there is a sound, for slam and break dance
We have come, open up, there is no escape from it

Hands up under the Beatles, that's a classic
There will be rap, there will be a show. That's a classic
Talking to the crowd from the stage, that's a classic
A microphone loaded like a gun, that's a classic

We are not doing this for the sake of growing the fan base
That's a fact, bro
Luck, to hold the flag of the base
Flank to death
I'm not a star, what the fuck are you talking about
I just caught a mike and never parted with it again
The magical style of the Moscow region obeyed us
Where you can arrange everything, teenagers with baseball bats will bury themselves standing
From disadvantaged families
Under painkillers, bottomless bottom
All my tracks are from the life of history
Yours don't even pull on spoilers
Like the Yellow Press, you take everything out of context
Any interest? Here are old schoolchildren
Punches are covered with hydroponic crystals
My lines are spiritual pilgrims
We've been around all three worlds without a single breakdown
Fuck copies, I only create originals
The city loves fast turns
This is very convenient for hunters of your freedom
Someone is cooking poison in flasks, even sweat runs down their foreheads
There is shooting at Ashan. Uncle Sasha has finished off those who wanted to take the land for themselves by fraud
Now Uncle Sasha will be sitting in prison
In my area, this is a normal day, when there is always a lot to do, a lot of places

Hands up to the Beatles, this is a classic
There will be rap, there will be a show. This is a classic
Speaking to the crowd from the stage, this is a classic
The microphone is loaded like a gun, this is a classic
This is not in the box office, but a pleasure as always
Fat production will decorate the Hip Hap caps
This is now forever with us "sei va" as a banner! - fate
With us always for myself in class "A" I clearly understood

What was the joke. Newbie on the field, what who
No fucking around with a shorty, what a crazy follower. What do you want?

Don't ruin our long trip
Our hip hop literally took over everything around like a tide in a storm

They made a noise in the hall again. Wither a bag of shit
Here are Sima Simagon, JEFFRILWIS and a burnt-out punk
Everyone has their own way of flowing, attension belivmi what and how
Old man hip hop will become eternal as a myth we believe

Recitative hits my head harder than tequila
I'm a bad dancer, it's easier for me to read rap in a checkered kit
The cartoon head tears and throws common sense like Hitler
As a dead liver, rotten, fuck

Hands up to the Beatles, this is a classic
There will be rap, there will be a show. This is a classic
Speaking to the crowd from the stage, this is a classic
The microphone is loaded like a gun, this is a classic