Lyrics: They often say I'm crazy I hang out with flowa, I never act lazy Against me, if you're at all, I don't see where you are In this style, I'm like Leo Messi in football There's never been any turning back There wasn't, there won't be, it's a fact It's just that this is not your world Every child shares this idea, you got it In the end, me I'm tired of these movies Because in the end You really have to wake up Because if we give up They will make us look like monkeys Before long the state may collapse In the end, strong roles are needed If we are going to act, we shouldn't talk They should know that we are fully ready for the battle Maybe it would be difficult for them to break the ideal Super healthy dude vibe You ask how to prime him here Tva can't help but make you happy I'm signing the contract At first, I'll prime them again here, there's no weak It's been seen I climb in this style And we kill straight away I never wait for bravo Harabia because it seems like a big phenomenon is coming again With the rhymes written Walls, cars So that thousands should be those Where the vibe is real They know us in 100 countries, in capitals, in streets Because this rhythm again Crosses all poles Flowa hangs them They are defeated after the match With the rhyme I put the stamp Some disappeared in the twilight Is it if you are called That's your task I'll walk proudly again The speed is furious and I'm jumping over the traps There's no going back, but we're going two forwards With this vibe, brother, I'm creating The brutal plot again We accommodate the hater Let him sit in the front No ticket no ticket for luck There are always reasons why We lit a lot of memories Because of the talent, we aim high bro Since we've been in your achievements a lot Before our eyes, structures are collapsing Some lasted no more From lego constructors You enter the ribbon Only for a bag of precursors You pay the price so Tell me if it's worth it Cheers to the talent We'll stand the test of time as Our 'tepavica' I've told them more than once that I don't need a front page Only and only from Faithful people let's gather an onslaught With new fresh rhymes We push their ideas gray We don't play with Richard Mille Yours are still scheming 100% real Chill beers are being raised again And for this we've made a deal I'm behind my mother, I've shrunk Today is recording Tomorrow profit-a by x2 Yesterday we were local And today we're already global Even if they don't know my language They're still listening to me The rhythm is addicting My bass shakes them again They think they're running ahead in captivity Their vision is blurred again They can't see further than the next day Why was it like that man, what was it like, man?more