Кот Балу - бушидо 2 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Poison from ink pours out,

Let me calm down, gain strength,

Curb my ardor so as not to prematurely become a resident of brick graves,

time flies, blood runs through the body,

another day, like a log in the fireplace, more and more lies and fakery, only the nose has grown like Pinocchio’s,

The area smells of sweat and sports, it smells of class, what a show-off?

Everything is just land by the water,

food at the stove, leave the feints on the field,

it's simple,

A little different level, different brains, a couple of blades from the forge,

raw materials in the kitchen, music is not for sheep, echoes the dunce, what’s the point of gathering this tent around you,

into the monitor, or into the corridor, into the engine,

it’s stupid to make money and then die, to walk around without a head, how do you like this situation,

Zoo, brothers before the turn, what have you done for hip-hop at your age? It’s still close, dear,

don’t surprise us with a cheap show-off, all this is a complex from childhood, stand out from the masses,

don't forget to plant a tree,

but all these years you only watered the ego, from dusk to dawn, the week looped like an old sample, Groundhog Day, everyday life in search of a coin,

stress in search of a weekend, brother in search of specific ones, unnoticed legends, film strips,

Remember only the good moments... and discard these options with the Ghetto, are you singing about the Ghetto?My entire city is a Ghetto, but in fact I will only embrace the steppes, only the mountains, only the sky...