Гамора - Делай громко - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Yo, yo

The biggest horror in the house, I'm crawling out of the subway

I light a wild cactus on fire, pouring potion into my eyes

Cheribas and three kopecks - that's the price tag for my demo

For this kind of minced meat, you could put me up against the wall right away

Parachute and meat eyelids, hot pepper, like on steaks

I've smeared my dirty hands all over the tracks

I'm wiping this greasy sound sauce on napkins

Your new MCs fly like croutons with beer

The underground is with me forever, and my dark sub-tenant

Who didn't understand who Mike is? It's an abandoned baby

Bitten off the dolls' heads, they ached like hangnails

The whole scene is in some kind of chacha, throw in a couple of towels! I'm a foreigner, I guess, all my toxins are deep within.

And the buds we crush ripen like cedars.

I throw the rotten stuff off the bowl, its place is in black bags.

These teriyaki legs dance in multicolored leggings.

Make it loud, one speaker for everyone!

The rap mafia is pouring out here, just like from a bong!

And the cranial crust, a refuge, a closet.

More than once we've bitten into our ears, we're bleeding from our eardrums.

Make it loud, one speaker for everyone!

The rap mafia is pouring out here, just like from a bong!

And the cranial crust, a refuge, a closet

We've bitten into our ears more than once, bleeding from our eardrums

The pyrotechnician is back in business, setting you on fire in rhyme

In the totality of matter, burnt buttons in an elevator

Only walking on nails or razor blades

Causes discomfort and bites a grizzly

It's, I mean, high and far, but knee-deep

My mountains are in my head, and so this is not a problem

A rocket takes off on gas with astronauts

What will you say, Elon Musk, when you hear this?!

This is our craft - this is the wildest vibe

As always, we're lucky: we live it with joy

I'll be in touch, bro, if bro - this is my pride

We are today, like yesterday, I'm in the neighborhood, It's my life!

Flying away - fly away! This is a hive of wild wasps

Hands above my head, I'm flying into the bitos

This is the very first grade, this is the highest GOST

I raise my first toast to the districts and courtyards!

Play it loud, one speaker for everyone!

The rap mafia is pouring out here, just like from a bong!

And the cranial crust, the shelter, the closet

We've bitten into our ears more than once, we're bleeding from our eardrums

Play it loud, one speaker for everyone!

The rap mafia is pouring out here, just like from a bong!

And the cranial crust, the shelter, the closet

We've bitten into our ears more than once, we're bleeding from our eardrums