Текст песни Koposov - Меломан

Haye
I'm a music lover man
From reggae to hip-hop, my line is pouring
Through the avenues we hear brothers
We sound in a new way uniting sides
From reggae to hip hop
pour in, we know you are our man
This is not a sect we sing what we hear
And the soul is forever free
And without shackles,
like a bird, I foreshadow a rain of sweet tears
Forget your troubles
Turn off the head, everything will say for us
Sounds of this city
Let's hit the drums
The soul is playing
I was born a music lover
My passion does not sink
to musical plans
As long as hip-hop can sing and rastamans
We accept you
Sit down bro
Leave the depresnyak outside the door
It later
The philosophical line haunts us
We are musicians and poets
Born to fight
Multifaceted hearts
Soul as a blank slate
I am a violinist, troubodour and pianist
Waving a black hand from the zion
It doesn't matter what you eat
We are a mountain for you
Kaya will channel her grace
Don't make excuses man
To raise the beast early
I know you as you are
Don't stand your ground
A taste for a musician is an honor
Recognition of others
It will give it twice
You say yielding
There is no war in souls