MurdaBoi - На пробу
текст песни

Dark sky above us, a hundred steps to the crossing
Thoughts in my head, I'm painting the picture in advance
It's hard to leave, even harder to enter
Don't look, just take a breath

This will sustain you, then gently let go
A candlestick to the head and you're without money
Without sadness, everything will turn out as it should
If God is with us, then we are happy about it

It's already dawn, we need to continue moving
To distort consciousness to exhaustion
It's cold, a blizzard is blowing, the tracks are confused
Bulletproof vests on our chests won't let us get lost in the morning

With incoherent speech, the words flowed fleetingly
I'm inflicting injuries on you with my music
We're speeding against traffic, past stupid little people
Apparently, my muse wants to stay forever

You can check, nothing is eternal
I understood this when we smoked all evening
This is the underground, from under the ground of our neighborhoods
Cutting something out there - you're not familiar with that

What are you boasting about, move aside, damn it
Your boasts aren't worth a ruble, let alone a thousand
We're on the front lines, the battle, pass the mic
If you don't understand, then just shut the fuck up