So many times I wanted to fuck it to the ground
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Fuck it, let it fertilize the soil forever
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I have fallen to the ground so many times
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That normal people would weave a wreath for me
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Maybe these verses will be on the ribbon when I'm gone
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Or maybe there will be no ribbon, because the place is unknown, and the heart is stray, here lies the Planet
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Millions of Planets hang in the sky, there is a planet of Eden in Orion's Belt
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Dear mother, I think she's a little stupid
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Or I'm already stupid because I believe in this place
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I'm stupid because I'm going to the light, I'm rubbing against shadows like fucking Batman
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I'm fading like paint on a wall, call me to you, I want to stay here longer
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Please don't walk away
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There's so much that I
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Sometimes I don't know if it makes sense
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Push when everyone is looking at your hands
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And sometimes I don't know who I am anymore, you know me
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So come over and put in a line
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I gave them all my feeling
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And now I am burning like this and no one is looking for Me
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And I'm banging on the walls, blood is flowing on my hands
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And we had plans together, it's a pity
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They had already seen Me on the boards, the judge was counting down
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But somehow I couldn't stop |
I don't have a towel anymore
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Apparently they saw me slide down, no one caught me
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But finally I blew the dust off the photo
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I'm breathing!
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They are still a step apart
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Love, hate and delight
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Contempt, true art and dubious artistry
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Lying, quite seriously and jokingly
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And the truth, although there is no truth here
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Also, fuck this style
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It's worthless what the other thinks he's a Cossack here
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The prose of life packed into four bars
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It's just a no skill, plus it's a pose
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He's dressed in this rap from head to toe
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But not in thoughts and words, too bad
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The meaning and character are lost somewhere here
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What I'm looking at today, unfortunately, is fashion
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The crowd will hum again, you are making a sensation
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And I'm releasing rap into the city
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I remember it all
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I will not leave here, I will stay forever
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I've always loved this fucking hip-hop
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Siema Werther was only spontaneous
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Serotonin was supposed to stay in the drawer
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Riedel's Whiskey is a song about the little one
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What her wings disappeared, a mark remained
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The stigmata were supposed to help you get up
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And close these gates wide open
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A quarter of a century was a new beginning |
The cosmos called Me to throw a bomb here
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Why the fuck and the universe was wrong
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Here, fagots make raps, and tastes have gone nuts
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Earthlings lack consciousness
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As for the music, the circle is morons
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I am planet, Orion, good omen
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And I have the power of Moses, I will get you to the other side
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Just say you want me to stay here longer
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Or I would finally stay for good |