[Intro]
I knew my diagnosis beforehand –
Spontaneous combustion
The doctor said “Manic depression”
Fucking valium? Get off my case, kill yourself
[Verse 1]
Still no money, still this draw-out debt
Still in the basement, with Parliament beats
And I’m back to the track
Your dick is like Toulouse-Lautrec [1]
If Russian rap is a hundred years dead then I’m fucking a skeleton
I built an album on bones
With no end in sight, like it’s a naked fatman
Everyone asks for shit and writes “give me money”
There are a million of you, but my idol is Grisha Perel’man [2]
Canning Town, where “get down” means “pick up a cripple”
There they don’t read shit and don’t honor Madlibs
Why the fuck should I talk shit? The dark allies of Bunin
Giving head at ten years old – that’s my university
Uncut, showing the paparazzi my dick
My mother’s Theresa and dad’s Ratsinger [3]
Last in line for the mic check I spit blood
Call me sunny bunny – Donny Darko
[Chorus]
No…
You’re not a hustler, bro
But a subservient lackey
After us comes the flood
VGB [4] …
Rap took off from courts
Bitch, my passport’s ready
After us comes the flood
[Verse 2]
Butikgrad, Petersburg, Reeperbahn
A tour unheard of even by Thor Heyerdahl [6]
I’m here like Guk, the limit. Vagabund, Canning Town
Gaplo group J2, chicks here, chicks there
I know that girls bring problems
But I’ll fuck yours on speed and ibuprofen
When I finished I cried my eyes out, and
My childhood like a wasteland behind a Korean café:
That’s what the dog’s about [7]
I’m not digital, my style’s like little screws and details
Watch out and run off: I’m wild like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
While you have Keds and a polo from Poland
And you’re like Heather Mills [8]: you’ve lost Paul
You’re a medalist at the festival in the ten-point system
In the category of “girly rap
Of T’mutarakan’” [9]
Bitch you’ve lost your hearing,
Bitch what plug-ins??
A sound from a vagina
[Chorus]
Notes
1 French painter
2 Mathematician who rejected a million-dollar prize (perhaps to make a statement about plagiarism and cheating in the field)
3 Pope Benedict
4 The label Miron co-founded
5 Tennis courts?
6 A well-traveled Norwegian anthropologist; in Russian his name is the same as the word for “tour”
7 He’s using an established phrase that means “that’s what it’s about” but is literally “that’s where the dog’s buried” and makes a punchline out of it by saying the dog is buried by a Korean café (since the stereotype is that Koreans eat dogs)
8 Paul McCartney’s ex-wife
9 Ancient city that stopped existing a thousand years ago