Jamik - Гелик - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I don't appear on TV

I want myself a black G-Wagon

I don't believe in tears or hysterics

I work—I don't need a smoke break

I don't appear on TV

I stopped checking price tags long ago

I'll become like Novgorod—great

I work like a wild madman

I help those who match my stature in spirit, not just in body

I know it’ll be tough for me—climbing to the top, having to be brave

Beneath my singlet, a cross—that is my faith

Keep moving, brother—break a leg! Break a leg!

Listen to me, 'cause I know what I'm talking about

Cut out the weakness; work hard enough to toss your mom a few bucks

And I'm not talking about losing your head in the process—I love my head too much for that

I can't let anyone see me scared; if something goes down, I'll just say, "It's all good"—even if I'm lying

Give me a hand, help me out—just like I helped you yesterday

I never asked for help—never, you bitch—not even when I was falling flat on my face

I got back up and went right back at them, head-on

I work hard; I don't even know what year it is anymore

I believe in this; I know I'm getting lucky—definitely getting lucky

I don't appear on TV

I want myself a black G-Wagon

I don't believe in tears or hysterics

I work—I don't need a smoke break

I don't appear on TV

I stopped checking price tags long ago

I'll become like Novgorod—great

I work like a wild madman

I work just like a wild madman

My brothers are into sports; I swapped the smoke for the grind—I don't need that "cricket" anymore

I want a facelifted G-Wagon—the '63 AMG model

A bat in the trunk, something cold and hard under the seat

For anyone who decides to pay me a visit without good intentions

The final word is mine: "Run, Vasya, run!"—and I'll leave him lying there, ventilated

After all, I don't believe in tears... or in... ...a meltdown.

You probably caught the drift in the chorus.

That’s just how things work out here on the streets—you protect your loved ones; that’s the code we live by.

Don’t forget that.

This is Jamik checking in—from the heart to yours. *O chyom-to otkryto* ("Speaking Openly")—my fourth album—drops August 8th. Don’t forget that either; come on out—we’ll listen, we’ll talk. Much love.