Текст песни 1 клас - 1 КЛАС

This is not Saint-P, this is not a Moscow site
Also newer sleep, K-Town or Kazan
Don't need your Crip, Bloods, and some kind of bullshit
This is K.A.-2 guy, just turn up and listen

Every day new lines, and a black T-shirt
He's probably getting used to our long T-shirts
The second album, ours, the second portion of liquor
As long as you hate the tracks, we are satisfied

And even in the gloomy cold, we are like soldiers
But only hip-hap, you gotta understand brother
And even from afar, we are like snipers
One rhyme is like a bullet, fucking kill

This is a mixtape remake, this is not 50 cent
This is not eminem, K.A.-2 flava respect
Hip hop number one, we strengthen the nerves
Or pinacolada or puero tea

This sound is with you, already in your speakers
Hip-hap bastards, blow your membranes
The barrel is already at your temple
Don't say a word, because you know the bullet is a fool