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English translation

Hello to all the frostbitten bastards

Put a Panama hat on sober eyes

Rappers want to be thugs, get killed

And apparently I wanted to become a rapper, I moved

How did you check, select and move?

We weren't killed, so we killed the huckster

And sang ragga on his decomposed body

Those who wanted a family with us fought in hysterics, but

Is this what they all wanted, brother?

Having learned that they can’t save us, they will immediately jump out to marry advantageously

They'll get into a white Cadillac and go on business.

And I will unexpectedly meet a new lady here

I'm sorry that I don't really remember those beautiful words

What hovered in meat in taverns for corrupt people

Bringing back the past there are bad rumors, but we'll still see

Who is a goner and who is the best here

They're drooling, dreams are standard

They will give for dad's card

They will be friends in order to rise

Suck to save for a new house

Standing here next to me must be so cool

And it’s scary to steal, and I’m tired of working

There are more artists every minute

And everyone rubs their dick like crazy

Cash is pouring into the devil's pockets

Everyone wants the stories of a drug addict, but it’s not like that

I gave a fuck about you, fagots, I have a mother

It's unlikely yours went through the same thing.

Dima, you are scum

You've been talking so much, but you're threatening me with lawsuits

I would break your bearded fucker

Because you tell suckers that I'm always dead

Better watch your son and the Avito website

fag

And my name is not worth three lamas

Fuck, it's not worth a ruble

But sell it, lol

I'll bring you a van of crumpled five-hats

Those that pussies collected from the streets on Sunday

weirdo

This is not a show, and certainly not a business.

We were all fucked up even without your applause

When the last one leaves the hall silently

I'll turn off my microphone and go outside the Moscow Ring Road to fuck again

They're drooling, dreams are standard

They will give for dad's card

They will be friends in order to rise

Suck to save for a new house

Standing here next to me must be so cool

They are afraid to steal and are afraid to work

There are more artists every minute

And everyone rubs their dick like crazy

And every year I lose my conscience

And with every text I lose my feelings

But I'm sure this is what's true here

And the rest here seems artificial to me

Sometimes this veil will soon cover,

It turns out that if everyone leaves, then she is alone

I have them all replaced chemically

I'm so tired of living in me with two parallel personalities

Sometimes I would like to return to where I really was

And turn everything differently, become an outsider to them

Spin around, freely, without empty rumors

Forget about these everyday life, where we bury ourselves

And then go to this empty entrance

To emerge from there alive, unchanged

Why the hell should I call you “you”?

Never heard such names from the lads

They're drooling, dreams are standard

They will give for dad's card

They will be friends in order to rise

Suck to save for a new house

Standing here next to me must be so cool

They are afraid to steal and are afraid to work

There are more artists every minute

And everyone rubs their dick like crazy