Текст песни Dooplett - История Ван Гога

In the midst of anger and evil, he sought inspiration
Falling asleep every night, he painted masterpieces
Alas, you didn't know what a genius, you drove him with contempt
Recognized as crazy in this world, without a doubt
Just a dose of absinthe, helped Vincent
But even a cent was not enough for her
He was in his world
Let us step outside the entrance is prohibited
But people are still bastards
Rushed in as always
But everyone didn't even know who he was
But they kept saying, they said - the man is sick
And he just wanted to leave a mark on history
Depicting beauty that many have not seen
And being on the doorstep, I was not afraid to fall
He saw everything in his own way, he had to put on everything
Well, poverty, resentment, these thoughts
In the end, it led to suicide

And only when I leave will you understand who I was
When my paintings sell for billions
And let a lot of time pass
But it will come true
What I dreamed and was so desired

Now the second story is about a boy with pens
He looks a little like van gogh, only the artist of the word,
At 12, he started making music
And so hard hooked on rap, on these sounds of the street
Only his heralds did not like it at all
That many beauties often listened to his songs
They decided to laugh out of envy
Make him an outcast and beat him up for joy
But he put a dick on everything
I wrote like a madman, I saw a satisfied face
The viewer in hope and not when he did not lower his head
I gave myself my word to be above this schoolboy
And time passed and he spat
all around
putting on a hood
because hip hop
best friend for him
maybe he won't become a star
But if he ends his life
his like van gok
You will understand that he was
A legend

And only when I leave will you understand who I was
When my paintings sell for billions
And let a lot of time pass
But it will come true
What I dreamed and was so desired