| First couplet: | 
| The sun has gone beyond the horizon, it's time for me to shine. | 
| Music blinds like a diamond in it. | 
| My garrison is ready for war and mobilized. | 
| All of them know firsthand that Billy is angry. | 
| A cold-blooded emotion hides a mask. | 
| My album came out and the sky suddenly turned blood red. | 
| I am a rebel in this genre, one against the majority. | 
| For those who believe in battle rap, I'm something like a deity. | 
| Day X, everybody down, it's my turn to fuck around here twist. | 
| The detonator in the hand is hot as in Albuquerque. | 
| And there is a risk of blown up here. | 
| I unceremoniously burst into your house. | 
| While the others sigh languidly. | 
| Your ardor subsided and puffs of smoke seem to be blazing here. | 
| Instead of the heart of the motor, I fuck you with holes, my rap chisel. | 
| I don't have the strength to listen to your fucking tales. | 
| So leave your nonsense for later. | 
| They are all overboard and they can't bear my revenge. | 
| Let hip-hop resist the whole force. | 
| Sinister is here! | 
| Chorus: | 
| All that awaits them is my anger, anger, anger. | 
| I will get to them all, all, all. | 
| Welcome to my crypt, crypt, crypt. | 
| Fear the scum, there is no chance to be saved. | 
| Second couplet: | 
| The sun has gone below the horizon, it's time to straighten your shoulders. | 
| In addition to underground, there is nothing to justify mediocrity. | 
| It is futile to try to catch me in a lie. | 
| I'll knock everything out of every chance like a piñata of life. | 
| Boots on the throat of competitors I am Roskomnadzor. | 
| A verified supplier in front of you is the desired variety. | 
| Background is colossal you hear voices in the hall. | 
| Suddenly swooped in so that MI6 and Mossad froze. | 
| Time has no power over me, I will also stand here centuries later. | 
| And those who are now at the top will supposedly be removed in a year. | 
| Without a shadow of a doubt, I am the most tenacious here. | 
| Without me, the game is waiting for the fuck to take into account. | 
| Everything was cloudless, but I returned. | 
| And clouds are gathering over them again. | 
| Again I am causing chaos, the consequences that await them are not rosy. | 
| I am in this militant environment as in Valhalla. | 
| For the rest, my tracks will be hell. | 
| They are all overboard and they can't bear my revenge. | 
| Let hip-hop resist the whole force. | 
| But, I am Sinister here! | 
| Chorus: | 
| All that awaits them is my anger, anger, anger. | 
| I will get to them all, all, all. | 
| Welcome to my crypt, crypt, crypt. | 
| Fear the scum, there is no chance to be saved. |