Текст песни Murovei - Я Остаюсь

Gives me strength the area where I was born
The sun dazzles the eyes or rinses in the rain
Whatever the foggy mind
I got home and this is his merit - well, so
I didn’t spend a couple of minutes with him
For a thousand days we test each other
I know for sure there is a gap
What doesn’t hit the back of a stray bitch
Fly south closer to the sun, swifts
I stay here among the short-haired
It’s easier to squeeze out
I know how breathing houses and their flat roofs

How amazing this world is
Which provokes me to leave the aisles of the apartment
And go where those who are dear
And I believe not the musar, but the old sidekick, even though a thief
This is my city and I am proud of it.
Tankograd undeground on the right side
Who in sport who in alcohol
An ambulance is probably screaming someone
Night and day traffic is constant
We beat those who cheat
And - it's Chelyabinsk romance, well, you understand me
And roughly speaking, we're here to the grave is cool
A group moves past traffic jams
Persons of seven people of one or more
You know how much

I stay I let it be hard outside
I need the air of freedom
I noticeably increase every year
Without attendants but with a firmly set goal
Independent but loyal to the idea in response
As there is light in the middle of lawlessness
Inside what is called idleness outside
I am here and I am in the subject I am in proportion I am sick - maybe
But just as necessary, this slaughter is burnt and so that would
Lay the ears. Imagine yourself in one gulp ebosh this guns - I'm in aah
Around me tnakograd undeground and then more
Union is not breaking Hip-Hop republics
Do not re-read, do not re-listen or replay the original music

Where tightly rooted in the land of ancestors
Penetrating into the darkness I loop the yards
Howl of hungry dogs ragged voice from the outskirts
Overflowing will warm hugs and flames of all
And creators and critters
And going to success big and small
And I call those who are nearby - auuu
You know how many guys
Dogs stick their nose deeper
Firmly firmly shake my hand with those with whom I grew up
Falling rising giving birth killing
We aim for the sun in the morning waking up
I stay let it be hard
I will break out of sleep in the sweet smoke enveloped
City of sincere words and empty talk
Those who could and who are still looking for a reason

This is my thin rap I take the truth here
Local people inspire rap instead take
Boys hung on graffiti gray walls
I’ll add poetry to these booze and fights
To listen, people stop beating
I'm talking about new times they will come soon
We are the creators of our life, our life is creativity
I stay in your bosh even when the bit is over
I stay in the area to change it
He can forgive me. I cannot forgive him.
I grab the air I move to the northeast
I fraternize with the boys who grew up here

Life like fishing line foot mode we
On the coast, crowds are still less likely to gather
Guys on the strength of the regimes checked
I stay here music obsessed