Guf - Больше стаффа - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Ultimately, I am recognized as insane, / But these lines will force me to pay attention. / On tedious traffic jams, dull buildings, / killed roads and my homework. / Still, long ago I promised myself / release my album and now the second. / And in any way it will be the third, you believe me, / I will still have time to get bored with you on this planet. / No matter how I try, I could never, / record and release the second "city of roads". / Who knows will understand, what we are talking about, / the rest does not fuck, Ayo, the salute of the people. / How are you? What do you have there on the topic? / Time has passed - albeit not a lot, but nevertheless. / In fact, everything is much more complicated and unfortunately, / all sooner or later they grow up. / Now I am less often in the subway, / I do not go up to my favorite roof even on Sundays, / I do not make a proposal at the Moscow City Hall, / and I walk around the stage and look for my bottle of Jack Daniels. / In short, there are a lot of changes - I am now a family person / and I spend all the time with her, but this is rare. / When I am in Moscow, and so I am somewhere around the country, / Swear cities on a swing. / I have no idea who will change us there, / We were normally noted and continue to move. / And of course you know better who is how it is, / but I love what I do, but I do what I can. / Understand, I really value what I have, / and these guys too - the sky will help us. / It is unlikely that we will ever get to the goal, / but it’s nice to catch respect in the eyes of passers -by. / / More stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Someday you will also see 2pac, / but it will be a little later, but for now ... / / more stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Soon it will be the other way around, but for now, / more stuff, less tobacco / / observing traditions, I will be extremely modest, / I will say anything in principle about my second album. / Nothing good and not bad all the more, / probably except that this album is solo. / From the side, so much tour, I do not argue, / the fact that I am quite satisfied, / but I am calmer than one on the far in the area, / with a bottle of cola on a bench with Kolya, people, i'm sorry. / But the campaign, I understood something, / standing at the windowsill in that dark corridor. / I can’t remember something, I won’t hide, / After all, I spent the last days in a coma for the last day. / How many Joinds of Poniki should be blown up on the balcony, / To learn how to read how Pavel Volya reads? / But I will not act as Mom Choli, / I am from a different category, hear let's argue? / I am configured to please the audience / and download on the repeat in that eight and Nissan Patrole. / And while this is not awaiting the end of the story, / By the way R.I.P. MC is young. / / More stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Someday you will also see 2pac, / but it will be a little later, but for now ... / / more stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Soon it will be the other way around, but for now, / more stuff, less tobacco / / more stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Someday you will also see 2pac, / but it will be a little later, but for now ... / / more stuff, less tobacco, / below asphalt, on top of the cloud. / Soon it will be the other way around, but for now, / more stuff, less tobacco / / everything that will be lower - very personally, / the bar is higher, the mood is typical. / Marriage humor as usual in stock, / Much between the lines, something in quotation marks. / I will try to give answers to questions, / which no one decided to ask before. / I know that you have to be extremely serious, / if I forgot something, then I remember later.