Текст песни MVKC CKNT - Трилогия сумасшедшего

They advised me to quit this business
But I value their opinion so much that I had it
Yes, my pocket is empty, but I have enough for feed
Let's say I'm not smart enough to tie
First sortie - eighth command
I set myself a goal to reach at least doubles
But whether the judges got drunk at the bar
Either they really didn't see the talent in my rap
Okay, I found myself a new battle
Where among a thousand mongrels I'm like a pitbull
But in the first round, elimination. Come on, zero points?
My hand is covering the fuck
Facepalm. I suspect I'm crazy or
I live in my own fictional world
But in reality, my efforts are not appreciated
I got confused in the verinitz
I'm like a battle loser
But pru through this musty darkness
Even though they shit, my role is a redneck, a summer resident with a shovel
Attempt # 3, call me Gold Digger
Digging the graves of the hunger games
I'm on fire today
Cut out all this sanitarium
And the consequences don't float me

Diagnosis "dangerous madman"
I cannot understand these voices inside
The mind paints a picture
My daemon is a ghost writer of punch and rhyme