[Verse]
Words have a weight (yeah!)
Let them judge us from heaven (hey!)
No time to be sad (no!)
That's the wrong way (yes!)
They fell like crypt,
Parachute, Burj Khalifa (hey!)
Rhymes still in my head
With a shout to the most titles.
Inside the core (yeah)
And still I'm taking the wrong way.
I won't press the "cancel" button,
If music beats in my heart.
Firece hustle (fierce hustle),
Knife in my back like a shell.
Now in the distance
I got you, brothers.
Credo - building, not breaking.
I'm used to protect like this
Every year blows,
I'm solid, like Mike.
And I'm shitting on barking,
This's my caravan.
I waved all of you
See you soon, goodbye!
[Chorus]
Black harley among Narnia,
Like Moscow or Frankfurt.
Face in gauze and without maps.
I press from the start, goodbye!
Black harley among Narnia,
Like Moscow or Frankfurt.
Face in gauze and without maps,
I press from the start, goodbye!