2019.02.27.
When I Win
Chorus:
When I win, when I win I win,
When I win, when I win I win,
When I when I when I win, when I when I win,
When I when I when I win, when I when I win.
Endshpil:
We smoke in half the stuff from the bubble,
the lot of the thief is ragga.
My best friend is marivanna, mother mine.
The rustle of these streets up to the doorway,
and I familiarize with the terrains of the native land.
Bloody Babylon, vanity is all around.
My mice sleep quietly, the garret of the garage smokes.
The adhesive sound, fresh world, throw me, dawn.
We do not play this rap. Not any more men like us here.
Fire-fire, make dad happy.
Monkeys eat a banana,
I covered my face not to see them.
I go at down and see the same time
you, your raised hands,
you, appreciating this beat,
and I wait for good luck in return.
I’ve shadowed on the window.
I'm in the car, fuck cops, let they smell ass.
This strange positive came out of the woodwork.
I will forget these songs, but whether they can forget me?
Chorus
Miyagi:
I go all-in, we certainly need luck,
dramas, tag-of-war, dummies, polemics of guys.
Paraphernalia of my block stupidly pulled back.
Tigers were sticking around peacefully and quietly,
were at loggerheads.
How not to blow up all the desire to create?
Children swallowed the pills - beat,
and then what, beat completely?
I'm I'm I'm boss. Fuck the war, fuck all of you.
We hit zombie in the building,
along the way catch bong hits.
Stop for a moment, but we tore out the check.
From dawn to dawn the mood is very good.
Troubles and chores – give them the brush-off.
This is bloody Babylon.
Andy, MiyaGi, take off, take off...
Andy, MiyaGi, take off, take off...
Chorus
2019.02.09.
My Babylon
Chorus:
My Babylon, the pot is smoking like Vietnam is smoking.
My Babylon teaches to divide in half on the streets.
My Babylon, love dads and love moms.
My Babylon, the raging Badman is keeping an eye on us.
My Babylon.
My Babylon.
My Babylon.
My Babylon.
My Babylon.
Verse 1:
Badman is keeping an eye on us.
The thoughts leave brother, when i see a trap.
How is it going there? Your sun is under the grille, ja.
I still look on the mountains and scratch my head.
I don’t care about Dalabanga, Laban.
Babylon was searching for the spirit with the power of ataman.
There we’ll raise children like ganja, outlaw,
I rule to become such as nature wants.
I do so want freedom in these concrete walls.
We speak words while you search for a hole in the veins.
Any deed in Babylon will turn into fighting,
they have their own laws - do not let strangers.
Two added, Badman, two added,
if they added more money, I plan, Manas, has long been smoked.
Turn off, turn off, turn off, turn off, my world is my game.
And you have no right to condemn, get out of here.
Chorus.
Verse 2:
I've already fast, clean,
distributed the cards on the hands,
listen, mister.
You will not see kind faces in the hood,
children have messed up, girls have mowed down.
And mom doesn't know me,
and her son has long gone in the footsteps.
This is due to this raging Badman,
The black Babylon got me into!
And mom doesn't know me,
and her son has long gone in the footsteps.
This is due to this raging Badman,
The black Babylon got me into!
Verse 3:
Two, motherfucker, yo – take care of your ego,
dandle your relatives, your native tribe.
We dispersed before dawn, wolves came and went.
Packs know my law: black baseball caps, black faces, fucking black blood.
This is not a sect. Get away from us.
Here children will be lost again and again, they will walk all over people.
Babylon fucks it - I'm leaving in peace.
Chorus.
2017.09.20.
Под чувством 'Любовь' ей откроются все двери. По играм все ее давным давно хотели.
Под чувством 'Любовь' ей откроются все двери. По играм все ее давным давно хотели.