По осеннему текст песни небо 7
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Nebo7:
I didn’t aspire to fans, I just worked hard,
And when you autographed, I just left
I don’t need heaps of fools that stick like from an artist,
All box offices are fortunately closed, where can I turn now?
I don’t need the image of a prince - I’m bad and cruel,
And in every song of mine the same lines
I have seen your whole life. Fucking duplicate
If you let someone in, then there’s nothing to entice,
I didn’t write songs for dolls, I just did it right,
Do you have a stairway to heaven? I'm crawling on a tightrope.
You will tell me about pain, about all obstacles to success,
I will sign easy happiness in all fucking aspects,
Hundreds of "thanks" save, giving an incentive to grow,
These are not Loc Dog’s thoughts under the trendy dom! No-style,
And hundreds of letters from people who drown in my music,
Their broken dreams, and for me it's dope .
G-Nise:
Why do I need these people? They only talk about their pain
They seem to want to remind me everything that I experienced.
Check on the lists: Two years new life, that
She sent me, although my mother kept saying, “Hold on, son.”
The only charts where I get to TOP:
Voiceless Voice or Unnecessary Hip Hop.
Risen from your phobias, I'm a man of fear
Though in life it’s no longer afraid of me a damn thing .
I analyze. Who am I? I'm one of those
Which are drowning in the bustle of useless problems!
My stories, how bad I feel, are unlikely to impress,
Therefore, I am waiting for you at my place; go to tea.
Among seventeen years old I will find a piece of happiness
I’ll cut it, give it to you as a keepsake .
After all, it’s easier for me to write sad texts to pieces,
Rather than give a particle of goodness to your home .
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