Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Member Berries, artist - Bumble Beezy. Album song Nosebleed, in the genre Русский рэп
Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bumble Beezy
Song language: Russian language
Member Berries(original) |
Весь этот путь позади |
У меня будто иммунитет к тупикам |
Видя, как нервы озаряют фонарями мою комнату |
Всё же не хотеть убегать |
Злость со мной, bitch, and I want some more |
На пару мне гораздо легче выдавать это в .wav |
Зависть и обиды пожирают — да, факт, |
Но я, было, заливал это в бак |
Tunnel Vision — that’s the remedy |
Верный варик, но рискованный |
Если палишь всегда только прямо |
Напрочь забываешь глянуть в стороны |
Ни разу не попал в ступор, пока весь |
To do list твой лишь составляли цели голода, |
Но растерялся в первый раз за столько лет |
В своей хате в центре города |
Вот так ирония! |
Cash подсветил |
В моем окружении х##плётов |
Столько блядей и крыс, сидя напротив |
Ничего не видел, пока был в работе |
Слитые демки, дропы без спроса |
Темы без спроса, слышь, ты живой там? |
Нет, я всё палю в этот е##ный туннель |
И никак не могу понять: «Чё идти тяжело так, сука?» |
Эйоу, первый ряд, середина, балконы и moshpit |
Балконы и moshpit, балконы и moshpit |
Epistaxis, кинь им bottle, пусть запомнят так наш gig |
По##й, сколько по билетам вас, по##й, как вы все зашли |
Fuck that! |
I don’t need these mem-member berries |
Fuck that TBT! |
I don’t need these mem-member berries |
I was babysittin' didn’t get my credits |
So I leave it, now it’s fuckin blessings |
To be in my presence |
Кому только ни «жал краба» |
Пока шел к целям, самому странно |
Для кого ни искал варик только: |
Шум сцены, на полу спальня |
Кого только ни звал «Bro» |
У нас нет фоток, есть пост-мортем |
Хорошо бы на чирик назад |
Залетели бы в Норман, Компрос в пробках, |
Но я сделал, что мог — |
Cлишком много вибраций |
Я бы мог быть здоровей головой |
C##бав из дома в 17 |
Всем было бы проще, возьми я |
Тот квест — быть всегда первым с конца, |
Но х#й там плавал, теперь |
Меня хвалят, а я не могу смотреть им в глаза |
Fuck the TBT, that’s enough |
I quit, that shit not for me |
Tried to see at least some |
Tiny glimpses in these hypocrites |
How I feel? |
Once, I asked myself: |
«What you got caught up in?» |
Make me wise, the green is not the lead |
I produce chlorophyll |
Эйоу, первый ряд, середина, балконы и moshpit |
Балконы и moshpit, балконы и moshpit |
Epistaxis, кинь им bottle, пусть запомнят так наш gig |
По##й, сколько по билетам вас, по##й, как вы все зашли |
Fuck that! |
I don’t need these mem-member berries |
Fuck that TBT! |
I don’t need these mem-member berries |
I was babysittin' didn’t get my credits |
So I leave it, now it’s fuckin blessings |
To be in my presence |
Fuck the club up, fuck the-fuck the club up |
Memories? |
Fuck it up, Fuck the club up |
Fuck the club up, fuck the-fuck the club up |
Memories? |
Fuck it up, Fuck the club up |
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(translation) |
All this way behind |
It's like I'm immune to dead ends |
Seeing how nerves illuminate my room with lanterns |
Still don't want to run away |
Anger with me, bitch, and I want some more |
For a couple, it's much easier for me to give it out in .wav |
Envy and resentment devour - yes, a fact, |
But I used to pour it into the tank |
Tunnel Vision - that's the remedy |
Faithful varicose, but risky |
If you always shoot straight ahead |
You forget to look to the side |
Never fell into a stupor, while the whole |
To do list yours only made up the goals of hunger, |
But I got lost for the first time in so many years |
In my house in the city center |
That's the irony! |
Cash backlit |
In my environment x##weavers |
So many whores and rats sitting opposite |
Didn't see anything while I was at work |
Leaked demos, drops without asking |
Topics without demand, listen, are you alive there? |
No, I keep firing in this f## tunnel |
And I just can’t understand: “Why is it so hard to walk, bitch?” |
Eyo, first row, middle, balconies and moshpit |
Balconies and moshpit, balconies and moshpit |
Epistaxis, throw them a bottle, let them remember our gig like that |
##th, how many tickets you have, ##th, how did you all enter |
Fuck that! |
I don't need these mem-member berries |
Fuck that TBT! |
I don't need these mem-member berries |
I was babysittin' didn't get my credits |
So I leave it, now it's fuckin blessings |
To be in my presence |
To whom only "sting of the crab" |
While walking towards the goals, the most strange |
For whom I was looking for a vario only: |
Stage noise, bedroom floor |
Whoever called "Bro" |
We don't have photos, we have a post-mortem |
It would be nice to chirp back |
Would fly into Norman, Compros in traffic jams, |
But I did what I could - |
Too many vibrations |
I could have a healthier head |
C##bav from home at 17 |
It would be easier for everyone if I took |
That quest is always to be the first from the end, |
But x#d swam there, now |
They praise me, but I can't look them in the eyes |
Fuck the TBT, that's enough |
I quit, that shit is not for me |
Tried to see at least some |
Tiny glimpses in these hypocrites |
How did I feel? |
Once, I asked myself: |
"What did you got caught up in?" |
Make me wise, the green is not the lead |
I produce chlorophyll |
Eyo, first row, middle, balconies and moshpit |
Balconies and moshpit, balconies and moshpit |
Epistaxis, throw them a bottle, let them remember our gig like that |
##th, how many tickets you have, ##th, how did you all enter |
Fuck that! |
I don't need these mem-member berries |
Fuck that TBT! |
I don't need these mem-member berries |
I was babysittin' didn't get my credits |
So I leave it, now it's fuckin blessings |
To be in my presence |
Fuck the club up, fuck the-fuck the club up |
Memories? |
Fuck it up, Fuck the club up |
Fuck the club up, fuck the-fuck the club up |
Memories? |
Fuck it up, Fuck the club up |
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