Текст песни Мастер КиБа и ВанТуз - Дай Мне Hip-Hop

A wave of recitative to the sound of a ragged beat
Cannonade of words coasting to the beat
There is a passion, insidious as a gyurza
Extracting concentrate, nuclear quasar
Not an abstruse bazaar, just took it high
VanTooz and Master KiBa are here, if you didn't recognize
Explore the repertoire, there is only original rap
Loaded ideas dump truck rented
We go to the very bottom, without trump cards in the sleeve
We do not ride for medals, focus on quality
Each track has a unique recipe
It's like a steak cooked over a fire
Straight razor sharp and poisonous arrows
Significant words always hit the mark
Unmeasured bodies of deceit, lost in vanity
And many fit to entertain children in the sandbox

Chorus

I would like to say everything but not to curry favor
And those who do not care about everything here began to nod
They took everything close because a pedestrian is looking at a sign
And what would not agree was only one fool
Let me spend a whole hour personally on each of you
... But this is true without embellishment
Hip-Hop someone saved someone punished
Put out the fire with a cannon of words from the beginning of all beginnings
What the doctor ordered Hip-Hop or Rap
Here Morphius with Slim Shady tablets please stand up
There is a classic in her mysticism as something with nothing
Hip-Hop how journalism debunks evil
All lines are inhabited as if the floors
Where rhymes in this house are kitchen knives
Antennas transmitters in communication the whole world
In America, similar areas of apartments
We saw on TV that the negros there on bikes
That the nerves there are hysteria and guns on display
From powder tired eyes and old whores
And their minds are torn to hate and fear

Chorus

It's time to cut the ropes, when it's time to cut them
With one blow, not an ax, but the palm of the rib
Like a monk in the mountains with nature alone
Learn the secrets that lie deep
How much hip-hap has become, a heap of left trash
Desire drives the crowd, in fact, to be nothing
Empty as mannequins for Makenna gold
Like Barbie and Ken extinguish in the greenhouse
Not smart, we are light all the time
Do you remember the Naughty by Nature track where they repeat ke
On a rap armored car from the origins in the distance, ke
Made in Ukraine, not in America

Chorus (x2)

Give me a Hip
Give me a Hop
Give me a Hip-Hop
Hip-Hop!