"My range"
(Idea: Mosquito.Muz. Mosquito; Sl.: Mosquito, Mao, Ice, 2004)
Mosquito
Catch my range, in the ears ringing
I do not pretend to whose throne
First con, wake up it is not a dream
How com, thoughts in bulk - no one and nothing
I am not a hunter for a bed, burn it with fire
Steel challenge words between stupid heads
Getting rid of all Okov, to maintain hip-hop fundamentals
For all real guys, my worldview is not measurable prices
Beaten stereotypes, schemes, systems, not broken problems
No need to hang labels with the mark "Norm"
Listening to meekly, interfere with art with porn or thinking galloping
I do not think so
Words in the rows knit, with the years everything will be satisfied
That did not have time - will affect
Former knots will be confused, giving the will of the accumulated emotions in full
New wave raises the crust
Wake up, country!
While the microphone squeezes his hand, the lyrics of the river will not run
I have been coming up without entering from afar
Mao.
With each step, we are closer to your goal, and you wanted
Did not have time to look back like two years matured
But still, together, shoulder go to the shoulder one expensive, do not stand still
Store the rules of blood revenge, the one that add to you in the song
Brother for his brother, for a long time the compromising collected by us
This weapon against you - representatives of zombied masses
It's not a joke - we work for days, not to dope
Hearts of our feel knock, appreciate the product
We do not blame anyone, only loyalty to the style - to people to open the truth
Our credo: write, read, and you are presenting
All in those tones that our eyes sees
Problems zeal will strengthen
Here is very important to the presence of the wind of the ice
Mosquito stinging words - this is a recipe for truthful beam
I'm just seasoning to this mixture of will, faith, patience and not enough efforts
The kings did not impact themselves as they were, so
They knew their work, boldly fate to meet the eyes rushed
Something lost, and something found, with the mind spent the forces
Ice
The dream we were waiting for a long time
Day by day in reality embodied
In the struggle for the right to live, did not allow the ropes of
Did not go to the bushes, it happened, ended with injuries - feet beat by ebalu
But the faith of my weaker did not become, over the years I gained power
Like a phoenix bird from ruins rebelled
Let's show the truth fake overthrow from the pedestal
In my mouth, the word power concluded in the shackles
Breaks heads, forcing listening again
Observe the old traditions
This is a diaspora from the very beginning of the capital
Extraly completely bastards, leaving the first pages
