Music For Sale Records - знаешь.... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You know ... I have never realized this before - you do what you love, do with pleasure, do without making efforts .... You do not care about the opinions of the rest, do not care about what parents, friends, enemies tell you, you know one thing - in the end you will be the winner.

Verse 1

Flone! I threw memos on the beats.

Understand little by little, do not remember.

Bit like Hannibal, reading on the sides.

Chiki-chicks, an ink sheet is saturated.

Rap is a toilet and I merge into the toilet MS.

I force the carriers of this style, you are in the mud.

I am not a mission, unprecedentedly began to knead everyone

Aggressive, as on the football field of Messi.

In this music you will find reference and masochists,

Zigunov, and Satonists, stickers and paraders.

I sleep on a pair of disks, as you are on a pair of sour.

I am a paraly, you are on the floor, like from a bottle of whiskey.

TIA-I tactics to quote your paintings

Heads and not contact with cretins.

The dynamite ticks. Tick-tik-tik

Bikfords cord flows along the dashed line.

I listened to the end immediately press on the repituation.

The rap enters the bit like a rabbit.

Hard as rugby, not delicate, like reggae.

The bass is rippled, the fruit is strong, flanch!

Chorus.

HERE! This thing beats in your ears.

On the way, the Milky crack. HERE! HERE!

Roads are crossed, swept by speech

Eternal sinners, this is something! HERE!

HERE! This thing beats in your ears.

On the way, the Milky crack. HERE! HERE!

Roads are crossed, swept by speech

Eternal sinners, this is something! HERE!

Verse 2

.... I go out into the light.

Snow over me and under me.

Raising a clenched fist up

If you hear me up there, thank you.

"Someone from above" wildly looks at me.

He endures everything, believes in me and I believe in him holy.

I don’t have a rag and I will not let my legs wipe about myself.

They say "you are a tyrant", we can howl and yell.

I understand why you hate me -

You know that I'm better, so you raise your boiling.

I do not care about your muscles, because your triceps is anus.

Your rap is a dead rhino, mine is a wild tricratops!

Once at a time I unfastened the fly, seeing all the Morazm,

He put a member in a hip-hop and all the hip-hop experienced an orgasm!

You thought in vain that I was weak and people are indifferent,

Strength is in our weakness, and our weakness is limitless!

Chorus.

HERE! This thing beats in your ears.

On the way, the Milky crack. HERE! HERE!

Roads are crossed, swept by speech

Eternal sinners, this is something! HERE!

HERE! This thing beats in your ears.

On the way, the Milky crack. HERE! HERE!

Roads are crossed, swept by speech

Eternal sinners, this is something! HERE!