misha peganov feat the unbeatables - I'd better die 4 smth.. | Текст песни

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Hey B, I’ve got story to tell, well, I wear new eras, never heard about channel
You better believe me I’m a devil my life is like hell
The street for me was church, college, school and hotel
You call difficult what I call typical; you can call me cynical but never hypocritical
Old school shit clanking from my headphones; no guys with money are in my friendzone
I never forget what I’ve been through, you can’t even imagine
My life is a legend for those people who’ve never been blungeoned
Between boxes of brick you feel sick I feel good in this hood I’m a freak and I could fire a wick
Be quick tick-tock and the click will stop your tricks, drop you in the Styx.
In my steel jungle world money doesn’t play a role, I’m fucking tired of a glossiness-looking assholes.

My life is like rally Paris-Dakar – one wrong move and you’re out like this damaged car
I’d better die for the victory than live for defeat I’d better stay on the ground than fall from my feet
So I live like if I knew that doomsday Would be true and you and me would able nothing with this tragic fact to do
But anyway the last day is one more day and I have some important words to say
Or things to try, to make better other lives I think that rhymes are better than guns and knives
Bombs in the sky, silly crimes scientific lies, those useless things would never reach to compromise
I do not trust to the smell of cash I better believe in soul cause money is trash
Like a flash i will shine for my B's and I can say it proudly swearing on my knees


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