Текст песни Город под подошвой - Oxxxymiron

Is it Don, the Volga flows; knapsack - on the shoulder
Chest pain - there is a secret, opened with a crowbar, not a key
How many more miles? The short flight did not count
Long dusty chase, van packed with boxes of merchandise
We believe - lucky, our beds are portable
Minstrel - two ways: corporate or apartment house
The schemes are of the same type; everybody now MC
After all, having spawned a change, we have reached a paradigm shift here
Now rap is multi-party; battles having spawned
I look in the mirror like "How many troubles have you done !?"
I would enslave all rap, but always on the way
The industry has a nervous tic, valocordin - angina
Assemble the judgment, but the winners are not judged
We are the first Cro-Magnons - we made it to the people
Don’t fuck! I put on you, servants, fivefold
After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a pithecanthropus

[Hook]
All my rap, in short, is about what
Which year, which city is under the sole
Up the hill when rushing; then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not that Gulliver, but still the city under the sole
The city under the sole, the city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don't know if this path is ford or down
You live under the thumb, I have a city under the sole

[Verse 2]
Past the poplars and the ripe bread of the fields
Where are Yesenin's ghosts, cross, prayer service, oil
From the minivan I see the earth, I see the sky above it
We will overcome everything, if not, then I'm not Aquarius
Our land drowns singles like puppies
Was a stranger, but Okhra, Porchi, Ilya - more than a family
I made up a bomb at night that I filled it with urine
I so wanted to belong to something bigger than me
The world is empty, at least get to know every second person
I am not a biorobot with a positive lyba of a Komsomol member
AY! Deliver me from your panacea
Homemade Paracelsus, because for me fucking is an end in itself
Are you tired of it? We don't give a shit! Tony Stark as standard
A couple of countries, freeways; Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moskvabad
Passports, pop music, snapped up
At least on the Moscow Ring Road at the start, at least on Madagascar (You know!)

[Hook]
All my rap, in short, is about what
Which year, which city is under the sole
Up the hill when rushing; then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not like Gulliver, but still the city under the sole
The city under the sole, the city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don't know if this path is ford or down
You live under the thumb, I have a city under the sole

[Verse 3]
Let the strength here not collapse and break
There is a route and there is a settlement on the route
And they are waiting for us there today; whiner, don't be feminine
Ruslan's soundtrack for the journey
Fuck sleepy again, wake up again before dark
Armor again, road again, bag behind
All hastily, the field is shitty, rain, cloudy
Bridge to Asgard - after, just get lucky with transport
I make every verse a self-portrait
One hour to check, we rap like a speech therapist under a marathon
Stencil on parapets: logo on the wall everywhere
My teachings are for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet
I am a star? Give a warm blanket and a hood
Wipe your ass with napkins - and that's it, mark "Good"
They used to say "I would not go on reconnaissance with him"
I didn't go on tour with you - you didn't pass the test (Houmi, know!)

[Hook]
My rap, in short, about the fact that
Which year, which city is under the sole
Up the hill when rushing; then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not that Gulliver, but still the city under the sole
The city under the sole, the city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don't know if this path is ford or down
You live under the thumb, I have a city under the sole

[Outro]
My whole life, whole-whole, whole life
Whole-whole, whole life on the road
My whole life, whole-whole, whole life
Whole-whole, whole life on the road
My whole life, whole-whole, whole life
Whole-whole, whole life on the road
My whole life, whole-whole, whole life
Whole-whole, whole life on the road