Текст песни BRATICA - No Sleep

That's how old are you? 20? thirty? 40?
Ok, let's figure out ...
You were most likely born at a fracture of the eras and most likely already lived a third of your life, at best ...
This has the whole joke and tragedy of the situation.
The world is full of loners of those who are afraid to take the first step ... isn't it?


Cold blocks pull me back.
I am on the bottom, but a look at heaven.
I pray to God to hear the words in my songs.
I meet the dawn, in it I flew on bits.

I hear like a flock here within the courtyard.
They are hungry for them not to lose.
Twelve in the clip, only you need a fuse.
Eight zero eight will spin this life.

I spin every fucking day, so that there is something to eat.
Eternally hungry, sleepy and angry, so do not get white to me.
On the repeat, every fucking day is a fierce wild mixture.
My nigers need to eat, my nigers need to eat ...


If we read these MS say.
I have been tired for a long time, but in my whites there is a charge.
I see my life, here is my detachment nearby.
White be attentive to what the brother will tell you.

I could not fall asleep in any way, everyday life pull me down,
How to understand all this essence and when is my release.
This day will come tomorrow ... tomorrow!
No, I didn’t go ... how so?

These noises are heard until the morning dog.
Every day there is a game, but not in the lotto.
Weights are like a machine gun trunks.
He charged the clip that shoots only the truth ... Hey!

My nigers don't sleep
Sneakers on the wires, I explode a bold jamb,
I forget that nearby garbage.
Something is wrong here, because I have to have time there,
Where my Koresh is already calling, because he is waiting for me, like the last time.


Nigers do not sleep, I fly to the start.
They all want to give them the desk.
Well, let's see which of us passed.
I see your life, I call her byte.

I load gigabytes on the discs, you are rich, but you are sitting on a loan.
You are rich only 15 seconds that you are flooded in the history of your Institute.
Fuck all the whims, I throw my hook.
Niger you squeezed, I will buy Hula hup.

These guys know, I live as I want
Niger is outside the law, but I sleep with your bitch.
And you are unlikely to forget me, yes, I am at zeros every day.
If you, on my block, leave you sneakers on the wires.


My brother, in Tus, if he took it, does not let go.
We move a single course, throw out all the garbage from the top.
At night, stirring up, because he is the king of these streets.
You see seven letters is a bratica son, a message scorched by the style.

Hayter dreams of merging.
But he forgot, we are not vulnerable.
Everyone my brother will cover my back.
Someone sagging, we will raise it right there.

Every day, I spin like a back.
To prove that I can do everything.
Yes, my brother, without looking, gives me a pass and I shake the basket with a three -lash.


I graze without looking, right at my brother.
To swing your commentator.
My team is inside the square.
Your team sit down and give a paw.

Do not look for the truth in a mint bill.
If you are boys by nature.
The brothers have the name of his bullets.
What did you bring with you streets.

No matter how tight it was, this new morning.
Instead of black onions, the weight of the green meadow.
The world goes under the dome, along the evening rumble.
Eyes became red, boys Ayou Banzai ...

My nigers don't sleep
Sneakers on the wires, I explode a bold jamb,
I forget that nearby garbage.
Something is wrong here, because I have to have time there,
Where my Koresh is already calling, because he is waiting for me, like the last time.