Текст песни ОУ 74 и Джамал ТГК - Новое завтра

Monky monk
So we live this air is polluted by factories
we are waiting for the warmth from the horizon
in the heart of the arrows of the almighty sun
to everyone who is cold and laughing out of fear
law enforcers corrupt mines
devils in power in a brazen drown
tightening the noose and will on the neck
here the dog has a collar but here we are
we will be alive and we will live
you are not offended by life
what motivates us if you don't take it seriously
to the inscriptions on the buildings buddy
we are intriguing we are looking
we read books we read waking up without attendants
did not feel like a beggar
bro, I'm hungry for the road, pour more - in the cap
and while I pass the time with verses of morah
notebook rod gets stronger
like the spirit, faithful faith will help
wrinkle the power of darkness and punish the servants of hell

Plastik
and while we pass the time with morale verses
notebook rods get stronger
blowing smoke and rhymes in the wind
we know a new tomorrow comes from dawn
with a cry in their hearts to change something
threads are woven from under the pen to paper
each verse is like a new round
God sees a tangle, I see a lot in this
crowds rise to this sound
I raise smoke from the bottom with a glass bulb
we hammer and you can't take this right away
ligate in power in fear of falling
as long as there is a pulse on the left wrist
and I will not take part in your game
I am committed to the idea and they will support me
who sees the light moving through the dark
and while I pass the time with verses of morah
notebook rod gets stronger
blowing smoke and rhymes in the wind
I know a new tomorrow is at dawn

and while we pass the time with verses of morale
notebook rods get stronger
blowing smoke and rhymes in the wind
we know a new tomorrow comes from dawn

Pastor Napas
I will write a book someday about what I saw
how rotten this world we are on intrigue
change something but not in her and not in him amiga
but from within this rhythm does not end
See for yourself, because the question is rhetorical
how much is left the old man took seriously
in a moment to feel somewhere in your chest for your history
a - heart rate
while the flame burns brightly in the poet's eyes
shout loudly shout that you are alive and fight for it
wholeheartedly but do not rush to heaven
without leaving a trace here breathe against lies
against common delirium
may faith and truth not let you be overwhelmed by misfortune
new tomorrow comes from dawn

and while we pass the time with morale verses
notebook rods get stronger
blowing smoke and rhymes in the wind
we know a new tomorrow comes from dawn

Jahmal (TGK)
My Rus' I’m a prus from you
I can't get my heart out of your sadness
i'm here i stay
drunken Russia I don’t presume to judge you
but I won't get drunk myself today
with the boys trampled on the uneven bars
and let me be soaked in the poison of tankograd
everybody fuck with me next to friends
I know these paths by heart
from around the corner under the hood I'll draw
hid shit against the background of the sunset
flew to please my brother there back
Chelyaba order creative disorder
posters pitak a dozen notebooks
and you so
and the guys from THC so
into micro streams of roll-overs without confusion and filmed as it should
and while we pass the time with morale verses
notebooks faith grows stronger
so we live we read and write about it
we know a new tomorrow comes from dawn

and while we pass the time with verses of morale
notebook rods get stronger
blowing smoke and rhymes in the wind
we know a new tomorrow comes from dawn