Текст песни Oxxxymiron x ОХРА - Больше Бена

And so every single day more money more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But how not to climb the skin of the same sky, the same creed, more Ben, Damage demo gave ...
It seems to us here that the fucker is thicker than snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, jamming decadence ...
And so every single day more money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

It used to be like that?
The logic of war, We are either they
Here are strangers, here are yours
Phases are divided
Everything is simple, crystal clear
All that was yesterday is a kindergarten and a nursery, Now - no
After all, the further, the more shameful subtexts
On both shoulder blades in the sandbox it became crowded
Here so, in each casket there is a double bottom
Each house has a black cat and a secret door in the dressing table.
Power is gear under rhinoplasty
Fingers on the joystick, and you are already part of it.
And then, as you subtly do not troll,
Toli drug cartel, Toli drug control
And the virgins are watching the eye of Yoko Ono,
A cocoon of curl, braiding like Laocoon.
Hundreds of puzzles, what a Mordorshire, around are just one Sudoku shifter ...

And so every single day more money more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But as heaven doesn’t come out of your skin, too, a creed, more ben, Damage demo gave ...
It seems to us here that the fucker is thicker than snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, jamming decadence ...
And so every single day more money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

What do you see behind my grimace
Behind the make-up, hood, black and white mask,
Behind a pseudonym, behind a mime, behind a meme,
Backing MS indistinguishable from gray mass?
Or a crooked grin from nowhere
In search of raw materials for you, sharpening 32 teeth
The fiery forebear of being, the grin of Augur
The intrigues of the Cheshire tramp from ear to ear
Yeah, all this is me, curious offspring,
Yeah, I'm a character, a collective image,
Yeah, and you subconsciously created me,
Enough with you, now I'm an independent monster.
OHRA - a rare bird, like the god of RA,
Accurate, like the traditions of Bohr,
And I'm a child of primal chaos
This Faust-like little world on my phallus.

And so every single day more money more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But as heaven doesn’t come out of your skin, too, a creed, more ben, Damage demo gave ...
It seems to us here that the fucker is thicker than snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, jamming decadence ...
And so every single day more money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

Hero - glory, Thief - mountains of gold,
Conservatives same-sex marriage and bare breakfast,
And I would only have a medicine man, there were doctors,
But something is sticking out of the back:
I am Toli Toli, Toli Brontosaurus.
We are in the throne rooms
but as barons and vassals of Belshazzar,
You will be allowed into the blue fat
I’m all over the board, I’m not Europe with NATO,
But the fifth year I drive Russian hip hop to the west.
They told me to keep my inheritance, but in what I gave birth to a mother,
I manage to break the cadillac
having read in it by Alexander Dumas,
Exit, as if nothing had happened and say: "How are you?"
Famas whine from disbelief
Fuck me your labels: we build an empire from scratch and forever,
Until Fenrir’s sky comes off the leash,
He brought down the sun, like stucco molding from the ceiling.