Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MOLOKOPLUSFOREVER, artist - MLK+. Album song MOLOKOPLUS, in the genre Русский рэпDate of issue: 28.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MLK+
Song language: Russian language
MOLOKOPLUSFOREVER(original) |
| My momma never told me how to live my life |
| Wise man showed me things I had to sacrifice |
| (Codeine Boy) |
| Fuck boys gave me reasons to give up the fight |
| But I |
| Sittin' on the bench, I never stopped complain' |
| Young Brodie had to manifest and earn em rings |
| Life’s a witty bitch that keeps on complicatin' |
| While we be concentratin' on burnin' flames |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that’s my mission |
| Had a vision I’m alive |
| Они все дадут мне |
| Мы не рабы сетей |
| Мы не устаём петь |
| Пока мой голос звучит из петель |
| Музыка взрослых со вкусом детей |
| Музыка дела с оттенком идей |
| Муза присела на моём колене |
| Моя малышка не знает где я |
| Всё, что прожил, я им изложил |
| Всё, что курили и тратили сёдня, всем поделил |
| Всем, всем |
| В руке горит крикет, они не шарят за слэнг |
| Их окна открыты, 9 утра и я снова убитый |
| Снова убитый, лишь мыслью о том, что мы тут не забыты, делаем фит |
| Мир не похож на кино, а билеты сворованы кем-то, в море событий |
| Видимо мне всё равно, потому, что я лишь улыбаюсь прохожим в ответ |
| Sittin' on the bench, I never stopped complain' |
| Young Brodie had to manifest and earn em rings |
| Life’s a witty bitch that keeps on complicatin' |
| While we be concentratin' on burnin' flames |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that’s my mission |
| Had a vision I’m alive |
| Малый белый пулей парабеллума валит, лови, мне не в падлу |
| Вновь пробуждаю вулканы, я плавил тропу, вылив на неё лаву! |
| Мама, прости, я не ангел, бесы плывут в авангарде |
| С местного хутора банды в момент отлетали |
| Когда мы всем hood’ом роняли тут бомбы |
| Я не забывал где мой дом, я |
| Ведь он в крови, навеки знает обо всём |
| Лишь бы эта страсть не подохла |
| Пока мы дышим она с нами живёт! |
| Когда в молоке не было витамина |
| Четверо по единице |
| Происхождение видов перерастало |
| В открытия принципов |
| Без пацанов никуда (да) |
| Да, доктор, я прав (я, я) |
| Сегодня мы в меру ушатаны |
| Будто это не заканчивалось |
| Неоднократно достать пытались |
| Пыльный контракт под кружкой чая |
| Полукруги осадка похожи на месяц |
| Месяцы труда |
| После которых они мне втирают |
| Что с одной песни ты станешь звездой |
| И мы засыпаем в одежде почти на полу |
| Для будущих шумов со стадионов |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that’s my mission |
| Had a vision I’m alive… |
| (translation) |
| My momma never told me how to live my life |
| Wise man showed me things I had to sacrify |
| (Codeine Boy) |
| Fuck boys gave me reasons to give up the fight |
| But I |
| Sittin' on the bench, I never stopped complain' |
| Young Brodie had to manifest and earn em rings |
| Life's a witty bitch that keeps on complicatin' |
| While we be concentratin' on burnin' flames |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that's my mission |
| Had a vision I'm alive |
| They will give me everything |
| We are not slaves of networks |
| We don't get tired of singing |
| While my voice resounds from the loops |
| Music of adults with the taste of children |
| Business music with a touch of ideas |
| The muse sat on my knee |
| My baby doesn't know where I am |
| Everything that I lived, I outlined to them |
| Everything that they smoked and spent today, he shared everything |
| Everyone, everyone |
| Cricket is burning in the hand, they don't fumble for slang |
| Their windows are open, 9 am and I'm dead again |
| Killed again, just the thought that we are not forgotten here makes fit |
| The world is not like a movie, and tickets are stolen by someone, in a sea of events |
| Apparently I don't care, because I just smile at passers-by in response |
| Sittin' on the bench, I never stopped complain' |
| Young Brodie had to manifest and earn em rings |
| Life's a witty bitch that keeps on complicatin' |
| While we be concentratin' on burnin' flames |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that's my mission |
| Had a vision I'm alive |
| A small white bullet of parabellum brings down, catch, I'm not in the bastard |
| I awaken volcanoes again, I melted the path by pouring lava on it! |
| Mom, I'm sorry, I'm not an angel, demons are swimming in the forefront |
| From the local farm, the gangs flew off at the moment |
| When we all hood dropped bombs here |
| I didn't forget where my home is, I |
| After all, he is in the blood, forever knows about everything |
| If only this passion did not die |
| While we breathe, she lives with us! |
| When there was no vitamin in milk |
| Four by one |
| The origin of species outgrew |
| In discovery principles |
| No boys anywhere (yeah) |
| Yes, doctor, I'm right (I, I) |
| Today we are moderately shabby |
| Like it never ended |
| Repeatedly tried to get |
| Dusty contract under a mug of tea |
| Sediment semicircles look like a month |
| Months of labor |
| After which they rub me |
| That with one song you will become a star |
| And we fall asleep in clothes almost on the floor |
| For future stadium noises |
| Born to know my own reflection |
| Loner 'bout to start a riot |
| Never give up that's my mission |
| Had a vision I'm alive… |