Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MOLOKOPLUS, artist - MLK+. Album song MOLOKOPLUS, in the genre Русский рэп
Date of issue: 28.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MLK+
Song language: Russian language
MOLOKOPLUS(original) |
Святое дерьмо меня не пачкает |
Ведь я забыл о прошлом |
Девочка не сможет угадать, ну выстрелит ли музыка, |
Но держится по ближе к нам на всякий случай |
Каждый раз в их сучьих глазах я вижу тех, кто рядом будет только из-за славы |
Не нужен им по факту |
У меня нету денег, но она готова брать в рот |
За потенциальное будущее |
Всё это политика начинающих шлюх |
У меня вряд ли ближе будет кто-то, чем Молоко |
Это естественно, что мы не пишем фиты с тобой |
Они нашли бога в вине, я не нашёл его |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I’ll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain’t no way |
You can’t hold me back (can't hold me back) |
Perfect! |
Словно подбитый в танке, но запала вдоволь |
Замотивированный в край, они верят |
Я проживаю каждый звук — это не постанова |
Золота блески манят нас в темноте |
Я вылез из бункера, моя голова кипит как будто я |
Долго утирал придуркам нос и заебался тупо плутая по плоскости |
Не хватит рупора, чтобы донести им возгласы |
Поэтому я хуй кладя, погром устроил, трупы — ваши домыслы |
Я катапультой выкинул шута (та!) |
Строки пали поверх лупа в такт |
Шутер метит прямо в купол (пау!) |
Пока ты суке орал: «я не могу попасть…» |
Надписи «огнеопасно», O. T добавил табаско авансом |
Для победителей накрывай на стол |
Не прячем лица выкинул маску прочь! |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I’ll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain’t no way |
You can’t hold me back (can't hold me back) |
В моём стакане лёд и сода |
Затянулась нота |
Они смотрят в рот нам, и хотят увидеть что там |
Долбит из басов так |
Голоса от бога |
Флоу отработан |
Заработана банкнота |
Закрученный, скрюченный бит и вкрученный я в нем |
Я свеж и пиздатый на вид, но для них будто бы фантом |
С утра заряжаю мотор и разминаю ей гланды |
Ещё один день на повтор, да, но особенно странный |
Моё небо провисло над городом капает в кепку мне |
Я бодр, но ещё не собран, чтобы взять мир за рога и поставить к стене |
Я не даю суке повода засомневаться в словах моих и правоте |
Люди проверенны опытом, стёрли пороги в моём доме |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I’ll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain’t no way |
You can’t hold me back (can't hold me back) |
(translation) |
Holy shit don't stain me |
After all, I forgot about the past |
The girl won't be able to guess if the music will shoot, |
But keeps close to us just in case |
Every time in their bitch eyes I see those who will be there only because of fame |
They don't really need |
I don't have money, but she is ready to take it in her mouth |
For a potential future |
It's all beginner whore politics |
I'm unlikely to have someone closer than Moloko |
It's natural that we don't write features with you |
They found god in wine, I didn't find him |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I'll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain't no way |
You can't hold me back (can't hold me back) |
Perfect! |
As if wrecked in a tank, but sunk enough |
Motivated to the edge, they believe |
I live every sound - this is not a decree |
Gold glitters beckon us in the dark |
I got out of the bunker, my head is boiling as if I |
For a long time he wiped the nose of the fools and fucked stupidly straying along the plane |
Not enough mouthpiece to convey their exclamations |
That's why I laid a dick, arranged a pogrom, the corpses are your conjectures |
I threw out the jester with a catapult (that one!) |
Lines fell over the loop in time |
The shooter aims straight at the dome (pow!) |
While you were yelling at the bitch: "I can't get in..." |
"Flammable" labels, O.T added Tabasco upfront |
Set the table for the winners |
Do not hide your face, threw the mask away! |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I'll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain't no way |
You can't hold me back (can't hold me back) |
There is ice and soda in my glass |
The note dragged on |
They look into our mouths and want to see what's there |
Pounding from the bass like that |
Voices from God |
Flow worked out |
Banknote earned |
Twisted, twisted bit and twisted I in it |
I'm fresh and fucked up in appearance, but for them it's like a phantom |
In the morning I charge the engine and knead her tonsils |
Another day to repeat, yes, but especially strange |
My sky hung over the city dripping into my cap |
I am cheerful, but not yet assembled to take the world by the horns and put it against the wall |
I don't give a bitch a reason to doubt my words and rightness |
People tested by experience, erased the thresholds in my house |
Lights low prayin' for a night to sin |
Against all reasons for the right |
To live flawless tell me the price to win |
I'll bet it all for a chance to shine |
Born to know my own location |
Loner 'bout to start a riot |
Told my baby bitch ain't no way |
You can't hold me back (can't hold me back) |