WOCKDACUP, Zologorskiy - Номер Дьявола
текст песни

Everyone is talking
Simply burning up their time
Without cash you are simply burning up
I fly like a bird
I collect people's destinies
By the way, I am Vysotsky but Max
Also a writer, but I only live online
Flow is carved from steel
In a gold frame
I buy a dream
While you are saving up for a Ferrari
After the race, all the checks were reset
The system started, the bitches got naked
(The bitches got naked)
On your own wave
Already out of the habit of decent words
She Kis for only a day
You are twisting raw
We suffered pain, lost control
Skeletons in the closet are my love
How much more has God given me
I inhale, exhaling out the window
There is nothing at all in you
Everyone is just a copy - a face in repetition
Problems drag an outcast like a stone
You can't stop me, there are beatings on your body
Without winding up the balance you collect the fragments
The beat loads the speakers
Viton bag, concrete on the mobile
Moving forward, no matter what
They removed the eighth shit from life
Fly away ahead, leaving the sand
School life is a fucking lie
Want to watch, I'll smash everything
Someone's opinion is a small success
I'll tell them for the hundredth time - fuck you all
On my own wave
Already out of the habit of decent words
Hey Kis for just a day
You twist raw
Suffered pain, lost control
Skeletons in the closet are my love
White BMW, three sixes - the devil, wow