Текст песни BIFFGUYZ.COM - Жребий брошен

so many people of different breeds on the inda arenby battle,
but I will bet some of them on repeat, hardly,
I didn't give a damn about them for a long time, but they are not at all about me,
because I play with words, like balls and a cue in billiards.
before the battle: "everyone is calm!", the die is cast: my way out!
the first number of the third massacre here fucks under the breath.
no matter how many of these stages, I stand firmly on my feet,
I take what is due to me, and you missed all yours.
my lines, as if codes, are tangled like labyrinths.
my rap has a huge chance of becoming famous.
wherever you are, you will definitely hear the cool hip-hop of the Orenburg guys,
here is collected all the fucking energy of the urban and all the expanse of all Russian fields.
it was my lot to represent my city,
do you want to see meat? can you give me a reason!
you can give me a reason, bitch, can you give me a reason!
it was my lot to represent my city!