Every day, thousands come to the capital
From the province, the same as me - the limiters
In a hitch a bench for the first time
Crammed with plans and brilliant ideas
And everyone believes that his theme will shoot
We need to find our place - the main thing is to survive
If everything works out smoothly and evenly
Buy an apartment somewhere on the outskirts of the city
In the meantime, removable hut, dumb hawk
But in any way there is no option to bring back
After all, I decided for a long time to achieve something in rap
I am true to this - and therefore I am here
Closed doors, bespontovye labels
Underground branches, garbage raids
Near brother, I'm glad that not one is here
Remember what was, appreciate what is
After all, if someone does something sincerely
Regardless of anyone - this topic will shoot
And I take a piece of paper and a pen
And all this rhyme, just in case
After all, I argued with God, contrary to everything
Continue writing lines and making tracks
And even if I'm not the first in rap, but for a long time in this topic
What could be more important for a poet?
And I'm not underground, no, for God's sake
Just writing what I want, old fashioned
Simple melodies, simple words
About love, about life, for her and for herself
and I have no desire to determine the style
All this nonsense takes too much power
Like, don't like - it's up to you
The correct repchina will swing in any way
The time has come and now I
Thank God for helping me
Do not die in two thousand and three
Apparently believing that I can do a lot of things
The time has come and now I
With irony I recall pessimists and skeptics
Those who did not believe, soared, dissuaded
Confidently speaking - man, nobody needs it
Now on the shelves of Bast - the first book
Charts, clips, lyrics from the inside
My themes are not just music and lyrics
Basta - simple, clean, honest
Like, don't like - it's up to you
The correct repchin anyway will swing ..