Текст песни Illumate - Голос улиц

I'm not a golfer
And not a gardener
But the grass around me
Not from the police
Not a churchman
Because they believe these words
For seven
I work with blood, sweat
But they insist that talent
I took a break
To work triple
You say Dwayne Johnson is a rock?
I'm not a golfer
And not a gardener
But the grass around me
Not from the police
Not a churchman
Because they believe these words
For seven
I work with blood, sweat
But they insist that talent
I took a break
To work triple
Only bitches need a scandal

[Verse]
Fuck who the voice of the streets
Like the voice of the judges
Beach, I am the conscience of the streets
I am not in competition with them
Hey, I'm the obstinacy of the streets
Look, no, look at me
I'm damn handsome:
I'm the face of their streets!
Into the XO player from Uzi
And in your tracks there is only nonsense, brother
The truth is, you want a little hype
And even if it's not street labor, it's true
But all my crap ... you hear? All my crap left in the pipe
My success is a priority
I'm working hard
Seven figure prize - okay
I'm for a seven-figure fee
Whatever I put on myself
Check it out: it looks stylish
I have no king in my head at all:
Smoked from the Matilda burners

[Hook]
I'm not a golfer
And not a gardener
But the grass around me
Not from the police
Not a churchman
Because they believe these words
For seven
I work with blood, sweat
But they insist that talent
I took a break
To work triple
You say Dwayne Johnson is a rock?
I'm not a golfer
And not a gardener
But the grass around me
Not from the police
Not a churchman
Because they believe these words
For seven
I work with blood, sweat
But they insist that talent
I took a break
To work triple
Only bitches need a scandal