STICKYFLOW, Baby Sitter - Имидж
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Hey, what's up? How are you? How was your haircut yesterday?

I'm actually watching your stories... what can I say?
I won't say anything.
I don't know how Grandma... Grandma... thought about it! Especially if you've kept your mustache.

If you're into sports, then you need GT.
Smoke from the turbine into the lungs, and then—a cutting pain in the chest.
Smoke remains only in old verses.
Without experience, I churned out demos one after another, I remember them.

I really have a problem.
I have no memory—I smoked it all out in the past, nervously.
I spilled gray ash on the floor and let it all go.
What trailed behind me in a long trail—straight out the window.

For years, nightmares have haunted me everywhere.
Where I'm no longer poor and don't need money.
The streets also ask for spectacle, but I wouldn't
Throw everything away for their public opinion.

Walked toward fear and wind, as before.
Passed bus stops to the final station.
Crumpled sheets of paper, sending them to the drawer forever.
Something gives me impulses on the left—in the area of ​​my heart.

Changed my image, but didn't change my name.
Still the same Baby Sitter. Old apartment
Microphone, beats, and a couple of steeps of Pu-erh tea
I won't leave behind the things that make me happy

Tell me, what makes people stronger?
Motivation or ethyl potion?
Out of use - I've given up everything and don't believe in such things
You want to quit, but you're a hostage to bad habits

I, a bald head, won't hide my code with a cap
The sky will be under the cap anyway
Sooner or later, we'll all be under it
The lights will go out, and the whole system will fail

I, a bald head, won't hide my code with a cap
The sky will be under the cap anyway
Sooner or later, we'll all be under it
The lights will go out, and the whole system will fail

Changed my image, but didn't change my name
Verses with swag - all of Russia is rocking now
I gave up the meat I used to grill
Vegetarian rap - you've definitely never seen anything like this

My morning: ten infusions
Da Hong Pao, Pu'er, sometimes - Teguani
My head isn't empty, it definitely has brain cells
My image is my Flow - he's your killer

Awaken the sleeping ones, those in the system
For those who need to strengthen their inner core
I want to fly in the clouds to the tracks of the dead
Bitch, I'll break the genre, I won't be polite to him

Bro, how are you? - Yeah, I'm fine
Just got myself some silver grills - walking around, smiling
I work out from time to time
I don't count calories, but I eat pretty good

I won't hide my bald head behind a cap
Under the cap, it's still the sky
Sooner or later, we'll all be under it
The power will go out, and the whole system will fail

I won't hide my bald head behind a cap
Under the cap, it's still the sky
Sooner or later, we'll all be under it
The power will go out, and the whole system will fail