Буревестник [Burevestnik] [English translation]

A shearwater flew in and settled in the hood

Where people loved the drum and baritone

The idiots made the cash being busy

The songs stopped you, digi-don

A place that Salvador would not understand

Idiots make a conversation with ruins

Inferno, catch me, I understood what the joke is about

In the hustle

Here the explosive was charged with no need

A hectic routine, everyone on their own wave

And only anyone could be called cruel words

The hustle doesn't give a damn about all the holy

Here Ossetian Roc-A-Fella, we'll make it quickly among the mountains and the props

Veteran games and kings of style, mastering

If the sky wasn't changing me

Apparently I would not delve into this tirade of hysterics

As Roerich I saw this world in semitones

My punched fortune on the steam, I kind of had

To catch this hope, it was necessary to delve into

So that those insecure people would roll backwards (Oh)

Neurotics on the stage

The f**k knows how you got there

Without a soul, without a purpose

I f**ked such a bestseller

Neurotics on the stage

The f**k knows how you got there

Without a soul, without a purpose

I f**ked such a bestseller

A shearwater flew in and settled in the hood

Where people loved the drum and baritone

The idiots made the cash being busy

The songs stopped you, digi-don

A place that Salvador would not understand

Idiots make a conversation with ruins

Hell, catch me, I understood what the joke is about

(In the hustle)

There are two f***ing styles at once

We have it, we don't need dilla

Here comes down below another killa

The base has its own gorilla

In these jungles it's the first masta

Let's go to Mordor, my brotherhood

You know, I've thought often

Bottom line — I didn't do it in vain

The most greyhound fan, before and after, man

Surviving, sun, setting fire to trash

Let funk play, honest money

The individual is gone, do it on your own

Only slag and clowning around

We don't need that here

The mouth guard got gradually soaked

Fly out, it's payback

Let the butts shake, ladies

I'm not sorry, I'm not a sucker for it

F**k the synth, I do the drums

Flow will put on the shoulder blades

Rap isn't for you, then don't be bothered

Someone, who loves fame, goes to the carpet

The choice is yours — it's everyone's own business

It is everyone's own business

A shearwater flew in and settled in the hood

Where people loved the drum and baritone

The idiots made the cash being busy

The songs stopped you, digi-don

A place that Salvador would not understand

Idiots make a conversation with ruins

Hell, catch me, I understood what the joke is about

(In the hustle)

A shearwater flew in and settled in the hood

Where people loved the drum and baritone

The idiots made the cash being busy

The songs stopped you, digi-don

A place that Salvador would not understand

Idiots make a conversation with ruins

Hell, catch me, I understood what the joke is about

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