Lil Дождь - GRUZ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It drags you in, and drags you in, and drags you back into the whirlpool.

Go whine to your gadgets—every last one of you who couldn't make the cut.

It feels like the world is spinning all around; it’s been swept up in the current for ages.

You’d be better off making a run for it—less demagoguery, more sheer will.

Yeah, they’d love to hit the jackpot, to stash away a fat bankroll—but life is about something else entirely.

You really ought to stand up for the values ​​your own home taught you—but by now, you just don't give a damn.

In moments like these, what is hip-hop really worth? Hell, I’ve cursed it a hundred times over.

But come morning, I’m a different man—alive only through the music—though that’s something I only realize in hindsight.

Who knows when it’ll happen? Hey.

It’s bound to catch up with me eventually. Hey.

Life moves way too fast—you gotta switch gears. Hey.

Just ignore the barking dogs.

If anything happens, save my handwriting.

I’m going to stretch it out for as long as I can.

Don’t get me wrong—I’m happy down to my very core.

It’s just a thought—nothing more.

Anything can happen; it’s plain stupid to deny it.

I light up a stone and run away from myself.

And right there, in the camera’s lens—that’s where my prison lies.

Locked up for life—but at least I chose it myself.

Satisfied? Oh, fuck this shit.

Worn out before the fight even starts—like old tanks,

Aching down to my very joints.

My loved ones are texting, but I only reply to Mom; I’m rarely in touch.

Yeah, it weighs heavy as hell on me—just one day with them is better than all my lyrics combined.

Thanks for the childhood, though now I refuse to turn out like my father.

I craved rebellion; back in the old neighborhood, I felt like an outsider.

And I haven't found my place here either—it’s a real quest, man—’cause it’s crowded inside my head; it makes no difference where my body is.

Yo, I’ve leveled up my skills a bit over the last year.

Still the same screw-up, though—school went right out the window.

Remember whose rap tracks you used to bump while drinking beers?

Now they’re saved with respect right there in your phone.

Man, I wish I could show you the hellos they sent—maybe brighten up your day a little.

So many new verses I never got to sing, never had the time for... I never saw death coming.

Yeah, it tears me inside out completely—that’s a case for the shrinks to publish.

I can’t handle the pressure; just look at Alik’s medical history.

To hell with the romanticized bullshit of the madhouse—it’s all just pills and clinical routine.

I’ll patch myself up a little, maybe get a fresh start... and just wipe my old life from memory completely.

Aaaah... yeah, of course, it weighs on me like a heavy burden.

Like the thought that all these "friends" are just fakes and trash.

I’m an old hand at comparing the incomparable, I guess.

But I’m speaking straight from the heart now—the chains have finally fallen from my soul.

Yeah, of course, it weighs on me like a heavy burden.

Like the thought that all these "friends" are just fakes and trash.

I’m an old hand at comparing the incomparable, I guess.

But I’m speaking straight from the heart now—the chains have finally fallen from my soul.