27 [English translation]

[Intro]

*Little brighter, what are you doing here?*

[Verse 1]

I would have never thought (oh no)

Thousand hands in one club (yes)

I'm 27, that's a club too (ah)

I'm 27, yo, firework to Kurt (ah)

I crossed my arms — that's uzi move (uzi)

I jumped in a carriage — I'm pretty cool (pr-pr)

Unsuccessful actor, but someone trusts

That those eyes don't lie (no cap)

Hear, son of a bitch, shit, I'm bringing food (hey)

Bro, sorry, that I bent over (sorry)

Mood swings, I only blame Tooka for that (oh hell)

Stylish office on Avenue (style)

Leningradka, bitch, RNDM CREW (RNDM)

Chips — water, chips — air

Chips are flying like fireworks

For those, who didn't trust me — I drag them down (ah)

For those, who said "Feduk is not true"

For those, who bawled, shit, it's not even bullying

He's reading about off (he didn't fight in the woods)

Uh, sold your ass for chips (ah)

Talking more than grannies (uh)

Hear, gossips, fake-facts (fake)

You're just lazy narcos

I'm hiding punches from ancestors (wait)

Thanks mom for my childhood (ayy)

High fives for genes, I trust, hope and money

I returned everything, I love my family (love)

We're not strange, we have cosiness (love)

If there're problems — I won't tell

You're touching my relatives — they're going to kill you

Or I'm going to kill you, shit, without a second thought (hey)

This track will be your last song

(Last one, last one, last one, last one)

[Chorus]

27 — it's a club, who needs to, will join

You don't know who to pretend to be, I'm «The King and The Clown»

27 — it's a club, you need to be in this circle

We're bound by the one game, but it's doubtful that you're my friend (yo)

[Verse 2]

Something like that and I'm normal (ha)

Sober lines on the evil bit (ha)

Fuck all this fashion (fuck)

Today is modish to be dead (you're dead)

And tomorrow he won't come (no)

Tomorrow other people born

(Tomorrow other people born)

[Chorus]

27 — it's a club, who needs to, will join

You don't know who to pretend to be, I'm «The King and The Clown»

27 — it's a club, you need to be in this circle

We're bound by the one game, but it's doubtful that you're my friend