NLM - СТЕП - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I fuck step

I fuck step

I fuck step

I fuck step

I fuck step step

I fuck this step

And don’t get confused, I’m not a rap artist.

Imprisoned in the devil's cage.

Now he's bringing lunch.

Nails have longer hair.

There are black stripes in the eyes.

Would everyone be happy with me?

Or they would shout “Sectarian!”

There's a yellow bow on the pants.

They don't throw money at me into the bank.

They blush like they're cute.

Hey baby, I give it a dunk dunk.

Stuntmen throw new jokes at me.

Hey, you idiot, you're not a doctor, so don't treat me with bullshit.

My verse is a gift, only a fool would say that.

My teacher is a gift, my mentor Obi Wan-Wan.

I’m so fucking sad and my brain is heavy at night and I’m just sitting in a cloud of smoke, but I decided to look out the window and immediately spit out all the blood, unable to withstand the violence.

Violence against the weak, I feel powerless.

And I'll lie down on the bed.

With traces of someone's blood.

This is blood, like mine.

I can't stand the pain, the pain.

Pain from powerlessness, powerlessness from feelings.

Feelings exactly from the emotions that lie ahead of me.

And the eyes are about to close.

And I'll go to bed in the morning.

With the desire not to wake up.

But let's forget about that!