Текст песни EI NAT - Герой года

Keep an eye on the middle finger and count Punchy
I ask at the Battle temp drummer
Here one Pizdaboly, know heed Mans
Lie to Dr. Lei-Kaytman
To hates them I have a couple of reasons
The evidence will pair wires
Through which flows one balobolstvo
 Hey Nat rid of pseudo-heroism

You can not write without making Napas,
you have hip-hop vegetarians in your tracks no meat
Neotpёzyvaysya trendy pizdyuk,
Thine inheritance rhyme without meaning under avtotyun as
Russian rap is pizdёzh some majors out there, son
My words you because I kolyat sharp-tongued
And if the market for your slovlyu shot shoulders
If I were not sure trims, I do answer
My nickname is not known, but I'm sure there is
It will have you from the grave as a hologram of Tupac
But the crowd reperkov yell: it's time to Battle
And I laugh and see off this look gay parade
I waited too long, went scrip in a box made of concrete
Call me a surprise-finals of the Champions League
And all that heard here is just noise
lie bitch because they need a "boom" -BUM!