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Днями я втыкаю в биток и делаю кач
Строго на репите пишу такое за ланч
Строки налетают пытаюсь дать им отпор
Но куда без них они же зале поднимают ор
Шум, гул и гам, эти крики на перебой
Один парт и дама в клубе там слаба на передок
Ребят это горы гона тупо выебон
Ты тру хотел? ну окей гоу
По сути я обыденный парень но не дурак
Знаю что хочу но добиться не знаю как
Наркотики не манят но далеко не за зож
Ты подумал я крут - все пиздеж
Но пытаюсь тебя убедить чел в одном
Чтобы ты чекал меня щас но не потом
Пока рэперы рифмуют на битах прессно
Балоболя даже хуже желтой прессы
Я могу качать твое тело
И под бит дабы молодело
Будет нежно в такт, но мятежно так
Чтоб одежда там пропотела
Я могу качать твое тело
Мой флоу, тру, не подделан
И до тех, кто, там поднял тон
с этих пор бро мне нет дела
Эти фейковые челики теперь они попали на телик и потеряли тот тру
А я выбежал из тени даже будучи никем и скоро буду занимать топ ру
Это всего за пару дней было написано ты понял амиго на миг как я пру
И по динамикам огонь и походу погоду мутим мы ты понял паренек тут как я крут
PLVY BLVCK:
Каменобетонные джунгли я здесь
Рутина хуже никотина не могу слезть
Правила мегаполиса поставили крест
Но голова на земле руки потянулись до небес
Понемногу так каждый день кид
Мы поднимаемся но не за папины деньги
Пробегаем на пути прямо по ступенькам
Мои мысли миллионы оттенков одним тэйком
Сила воли не даст потонуть у нас так много на кону
Вы запущенные ваш дом байканур рэп это не каламбур
Прыгаю на бите будто бы лезу на батут
Заново сильно срываю голос
Акапеллы набивают на музыке мою гордость
Знаю дорогу до цели убери компас
Тьма не навека но мимолётен проблеск
Мои демоны делают меня злей порой
И я бегу пока можно переступая порог
Верю себе дабы не пологаться на таро
Иногда задумываюсь видя поворот
Я в этом мире понимаю зачем
Моё первое слово наверное было майк чек
Трипы по ночам эй с нами выкупай чел
Худощавый белый парень да я словно кащей
Да да старый хип хоп из глубин
Против нас не думай переть нига не глупи
Если ты не понял то на этом поле игроки
Наша команда онли блэк бро чёрный прикид
ШУММ
Рэп игра, я врубаю Ганнибала Лектора
В твоей голове дыра, безвыходность Летова
В твоем рукаве нет Джокера, хотя он был там еще вчера
А сейчас ты любой шестёрке рад, записал себя в элиту? Вычеркивай
Новый день, да будет кровь, жизнь это боль, кетанов - в рот
Тебя киданет в пот, карма приведет в ад
Эзотерический марафон, я вызываю Дьявола - "выпусти мой альбом"
Душа стоит денег? Глупости на потом
Раздевайся, сука, твои трусики за бортом
Все хотят поднять на музыке миллион, но отсеять горы мусора, лузер, ты не готов
Орешь "money, weed, pussy", но лузер, ты не готов
Это рок н ролл, сука и лузер, ты не готов
Кардио флоу, голод Молоха, мой город порохом
Напичкан, я спичку поднес и все пламенем синим горит и здесь лавры МС не твои, псина, пойми
Будь ты хоть черным, хоть белым, твой тощий объебанный стиль никогда не накормит биты, ты в роли еды
Вертикальные полоски зрачков, препарирую твой мозг и начну
Все мои песни на почве ночных кошмаров, в которых ко мне приходит демон и он в курсе, чего я хочу больше всего
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For days I stick a cue ball and make a swing
Strictly in a repita I write this for lunch
Lines fly trying to give them a rebuff
But where without them they raise the room
Noise, hum and gam, these screams at the break
One desk and a lady in the club there are weaken on the front
Guys are mountains Gona stupidly fucked
Did you want the hard? Well, okay
In fact, I'm an ordinary guy but not a fool
I know what I want, but I don't know how to achieve
Drugs do not attract, but far from healthy lifestyle
You thought I am cool - all the pussy
But I'm trying to convince you of a person in one
So that you mock me right now, but not later
While the rappers rhymes on the bits navigation
Balobol even worse than the yellow press
I can download your body
And under the bit so that young
It will be gently to the beat, but so rebellious
So that the clothes are focusing there
I can download your body
My Floo, Tru, is not forged
And to those who raised the tone there
Since then, I don't care
These fake Cheliks now they hit the telly and lost that work
And I ran out of the shadow even when I was nobody and soon I will occupy the top ru
It was written in just a couple of days. You understood Amigo for a moment how I am
And by the speakers fire and campaign, the weather is mutating up, we understand the guy here how cool I am
PLVY BLVCK:
Kamenobone Jungle I am here
The routine is worse than nicotine I can't get off
The rules of the metropolis set the cross
But the head on the ground reached out to heaven
Little by little, every day Kid
We rise but not for dad's money
We run on the way right on the steps
My thoughts millions of shades with one tike
Willpower will not allow us to sink so much at stake
You are running your house Baikanur rap is not a pun
I jump on a bit as if I climb a trampoline
Re -re -break my voice
Acapella stuff my pride on music
I know the way to the target take the compass
Darkness is not forever but a glimpse is fleeting
My demons make me angry sometimes
And I run while you can cross the threshold
I believe myself so as not to let at the tarot
Sometimes I think about seeing a turn
I understand in this world why
My first word was probably Mike Check
Trips at night hey with us buy people
Sprinking white guy and I am like a swing
Yes, yes old hip hop from the depths
Do not think to cross the niga not stupid against us
If you don't understand, then the players are on this field
Our team onli Black Black Farm
Shumm
Rap game, I cut Gannibal lecturer
Your head has a hole, the hopelessness of Letov
There is no Joker in your sleeve, although he was there yesterday
And now you are happy with any six, recorded yourself in the elite? Cross out
New day, may there be blood, life is pain, ketans - in the mouth
You will be thrown into sweat, karma will lead to hell
Esoteric marathon, I call the devil - "release my album"
The soul is worth the money? Nonsense for later
Undress, bitch, your panties overboard
Everyone wants to raise a million on music, but weed out mountains of garbage, loser, you are not ready
You yell "money, Weed, Pussy", but the loser, you are not ready
This is rock and roll, bitch and loser, you are not ready
Cardio Floo, hunger of Molokha, my city gunpowder
Pull, I brought a match and everything burns blue with a blue and here the laurels MS are not yours, dog, understand
If you were even black, even white, your skinny volume style will never feed the bats, you are in the role of food
Vertical strips of pupils, prepare your brain and start
All my songs on the basis of nightmares in which a demon comes to me and he is aware of what I want most
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Strictly in a repita I write this for lunch
Lines fly trying to give them a rebuff
But where without them they raise the room
Noise, hum and gam, these screams at the break
One desk and a lady in the club there are weaken on the front
Guys are mountains Gona stupidly fucked
Did you want the hard? Well, okay
In fact, I'm an ordinary guy but not a fool
I know what I want, but I don't know how to achieve
Drugs do not attract, but far from healthy lifestyle
You thought I am cool - all the pussy
But I'm trying to convince you of a person in one
So that you mock me right now, but not later
While the rappers rhymes on the bits navigation
Balobol even worse than the yellow press
I can download your body
And under the bit so that young
It will be gently to the beat, but so rebellious
So that the clothes are focusing there
I can download your body
My Floo, Tru, is not forged
And to those who raised the tone there
Since then, I don't care
These fake Cheliks now they hit the telly and lost that work
And I ran out of the shadow even when I was nobody and soon I will occupy the top ru
It was written in just a couple of days. You understood Amigo for a moment how I am
And by the speakers fire and campaign, the weather is mutating up, we understand the guy here how cool I am
PLVY BLVCK:
Kamenobone Jungle I am here
The routine is worse than nicotine I can't get off
The rules of the metropolis set the cross
But the head on the ground reached out to heaven
Little by little, every day Kid
We rise but not for dad's money
We run on the way right on the steps
My thoughts millions of shades with one tike
Willpower will not allow us to sink so much at stake
You are running your house Baikanur rap is not a pun
I jump on a bit as if I climb a trampoline
Re -re -break my voice
Acapella stuff my pride on music
I know the way to the target take the compass
Darkness is not forever but a glimpse is fleeting
My demons make me angry sometimes
And I run while you can cross the threshold
I believe myself so as not to let at the tarot
Sometimes I think about seeing a turn
I understand in this world why
My first word was probably Mike Check
Trips at night hey with us buy people
Sprinking white guy and I am like a swing
Yes, yes old hip hop from the depths
Do not think to cross the niga not stupid against us
If you don't understand, then the players are on this field
Our team onli Black Black Farm
Shumm
Rap game, I cut Gannibal lecturer
Your head has a hole, the hopelessness of Letov
There is no Joker in your sleeve, although he was there yesterday
And now you are happy with any six, recorded yourself in the elite? Cross out
New day, may there be blood, life is pain, ketans - in the mouth
You will be thrown into sweat, karma will lead to hell
Esoteric marathon, I call the devil - "release my album"
The soul is worth the money? Nonsense for later
Undress, bitch, your panties overboard
Everyone wants to raise a million on music, but weed out mountains of garbage, loser, you are not ready
You yell "money, Weed, Pussy", but the loser, you are not ready
This is rock and roll, bitch and loser, you are not ready
Cardio Floo, hunger of Molokha, my city gunpowder
Pull, I brought a match and everything burns blue with a blue and here the laurels MS are not yours, dog, understand
If you were even black, even white, your skinny volume style will never feed the bats, you are in the role of food
Vertical strips of pupils, prepare your brain and start
All my songs on the basis of nightmares in which a demon comes to me and he is aware of what I want most
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