I want my rap to be different
leave the studio, buy freks from the Africans
Hey call an Albanian, rollin 'ganja
I'm a champion, I want to drink champagne from the goblet
Your bitch smells rotten
Your pussy music is like dress or shoes
And I don't give a fuck that you love the lyrics
My shit is my music
Your music sounds the same
I'm different, my shield is just mats, fuck
Russian rap stopped developing in the 90s
Snot, tears, caress, there is nothing to have fun
Bad, do not like, abandoned, trouble is sadness
Life goes on - everything will be wonderful
Clubs, party, time, skunk, coke, rap
Music for the crazy - DurDom rec.
(Chorus: 2x)
And I go ahead so that they don't catch me
I'm crazy, I move like crazy
This is my team - DurDom rec.
Bitch, we shut up the haters. Fuck everyone.
I'm not interested in listening to other rappers
In music, the future is unknown
Today they love, tomorrow there was a delight. All.
And you wash the dishes or go to the construction site.
End of the show, you're in real life
Rhymes left, but nothing in jeans pockets
Raise your head, chest forward
There will be everything. Chus and coke.
There is talent. God gave you hands
Someone did not believe in me. Fuck him, bro.
Hey I'll burn it, I'll start a new text
Until rap dies, flex in the nose
Don't forget this is a different rap
Music for the crazy - DurDom rec.
(Chorus: 2x)
And I go ahead so that they don't catch me
I'm crazy, I move like crazy
This is my team - DurDom rec.
Bitch, we shut up the haters. Fuck everyone.