Listen to my Diss, a real X-factor,
My heart's voice screams - I am a provocateur.
Really the old rappa school passed everything,
The mamble-freeshmans gave her positions,
They are now in trend, mumble in the microphone,
Someone in the ticktok takes on their phone.
The artist is only interesting on Hype, label
Get their percentage of songs
Thunder and lightning are dripping from heaven rain,
Today is the king, and tomorrow you will fall into the mud.
People are washing brains on the scene of a whore,
Let them talk about them for corrupt media.
At the festival of rich and famous balls,
Elite mask shows, in Faveli Carnival.
You can never earn all the money in the world,
Who to become in life, the choice is always for you.
How to become a star, to achieve a dream?
Tattoo, clothes, cars of the beauty contest.
Buy places in charts, newcomers tops,
Producers make them new stamps.
The promotion of the nounness costs millions,
You have enough money to buy tulips.
I look from the side you are all circus
Buy your home toy Tamagochi toy
I will not adapt to anyone,
By your criticism I will not be sad
I want to raise music with my quality,
Creativity is achieved by real work
There is always a risk of losing a talent for a person,
I will change the rules of your game for myself.
I throw a dart in darts, which sector?
Who will get on Fit with me x-factor?