Loc-Dog - Вверх дном - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This sound turned my life upside down, in the hall of hands, who should blow it up?

This is my hip-hop, ha-ha, where's the hit? There. The crowd is on the floor, Antokha the Minotaur.

And I don't give a damn who thought about it, and our path is upside down, regardless of the amount.

My old circle is all but gone, and I'm still here, to clean up all those who are pawns in the concrete jungle.

More and more revolve around me, and so it is with each passing year. Strangely, I've completely stopped visiting hip-hop forums.

I've changed my identity, searching for my ceiling, where before I only sought the bright side of the sun.

I've changed my consciousness millions of times, and they all started shooting up. I don't drink with them from the well anymore.

The infection is spreading, multiplying the turnover, people, and the turn, this vice of ours. But I'm a good person, and deep down I know that all those who didn't live by their conscience will be destroyed.

And there will be a shot, it could bend your artists from Channel One to IndaRnB.

Help me, fair higher power, here are rappers, bisexuals, teenagers, hipsters, hackers, and hillbillies.

They won't be able to fight back while, praying to Allah, children from the mountains rape their women and rob them of their profits.

So why are you so quiet?

This sound turned my life upside down, there's a forest of hands in the hall, who should blow it up?

This is my hip-hop, haha, where's the hit? Here. The crowd is going nuts, Antokha the Minotaur.

And I don't give a damn who thought about it, and our path is upside down, regardless of the amount.

My old circle is all dead, and I'm still here to eliminate all those who are pawns in the concrete jungle.

Now the producers consider me a trendy project, and they're throwing various competitions at the official group.

But I don't respect those who will participate in them. At our party, we'll completely destroy those suckers.

After all, I'm not a rich kid; I made myself, and my mistakes have taught me to see the bigger picture.

It's scary to think you'll make money while we're killing ourselves in the machinations of left-wing scams.

After all, we decided to make a sound, gathered a group of people, and by prior agreement, we'll turn the world upside down.

We're ready; whoever wants to make money will still have a mediocre experience. Your songs, your dances, your world is a little pinkish, hardly anything will connect us to it,

Where a bitch makes eyes at me for thirty and now hears these lines, her conscience won't touch her.

You're talking about nothing, but they're writing a story about our lives.

This sound turned my life upside down, in the hall of hands a forest of hands, who should blow it up,

This is my hip-hop, ha-ha, where's the hit? Here. The crowd is hanging on the floor, Anton the Minotaur.

And I don't give a damn who thought about it, and our path is upside down, regardless of the amount.

My old circle is all dead, and I'm still here to eliminate all those who are pawns in the concrete jungle.