Текст песни Пыльца - Анти RnB - Хочешь меня люби

The patron saint of poets is heroin and bacchus,
I don't follow fashion trends,
Real talent is the time of litmus,
And talent should be hungry.
Break your contracts, if you want,
And I'll whisper in your ear:
"You can dress me up like Barbie"
But I’m not a toy for you.

Chorus:
Do you want to love me
If you want, don’t love
I'm anti r’n’b
Not a lesbian or a bi.
But the end has come to me
The album is not interesting,
Who needs a singer
Who has nothing but songs?

I understand that in a country there’s democracy,
Give the bodies to be full
But I still breed concepts
Success and nudity.
I do not like when people to get information
Immediately go to "you",
Leaving I leave you my reputation -
Still don't shut up your mouths.