Текст песни Oxxxymiron - Oxxxymiron - Больше Бена

And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But how not to get out of your skin -
The same sky, the same creed, more Ben, Porchy demo gave ...
It looks like fucked up here:
Thicker snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, suppresses decadence ...
And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

[Verse 1: Oxxxymiron]
It used to be like that? The logic of war:
We are either they. Here are strangers, here are yours
Fronts divided
Everything is simple, crystal clear
All that was yesterday was a kindergarten and a nursery. Not now
After all, the further, the more shameful subtexts
On both shoulder blades in the sandbox it became crowded
Here so, in each casket there is a double bottom
Each house has a back door and a secret door in the dressing table.
Power is gear under rhinoplasty
Fingers on the joystick and you're already part of it
And then, how thin you are not troll
Either a drug cartel or a drug control
And the virgins watch the eye of Yoko Ono
Cocoon of curls, braiding like Laocoon
Hundreds of puzzles, what is Mordor-Shire here,
Around one Sudoku shifters ...

[Hook: Oxxxymiron]
And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But how not to get out of your skin:
Same sky, also a creed, more Ben, Porchy demo gave ...
It looks like fucked up here:
Thicker snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, suppresses decadence ...
And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

[Verse 2: Ocher]
What do you see behind my grimace
Behind the make-up, hood, black and white mask
Behind a pseudonym, behind a mime, behind a meme
Back-MS, indistinguishable from gray mass?
Or a crooked grin from nowhere
In search of raw materials for you, sharpening 32 teeth
The woeful pest of being, the grin of Augur
Intrigues of the Cheshire Tramp from ear to ear
Yeah, all this is me, curious offspring
Yeah, I'm a character, a collective image
Yeah, and you subconsciously created me
Enough with you, now I'm an independent monster!
OHRA - a rare bird, like the god Ra
Accurate, like Bohr's traditions
And I am a child of primal chaos
This faustoid little world to me on a phallus!

[Hook: Oxxxymiron]
And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...
But how not to get out of your skin:
Same sky, also a creed, more Ben, Porchy demo gave ...
It looks like fucked up here:
Thicker snow, thinner than the wall, more arrows, suppresses decadence ...
And so every single day:
More money, more deeds, more virgins, more demons ...

[Verse 3: Oxxxymiron]
To the hero - glory, to the thief - mountains of gold
Conservatives - same-sex marriage and bare breakfast
And I would only have a medicine man, there were doctors
But something is sticking out of the back:
I am either an angel or a brontosaurus
We are in the throne rooms
But as barons and vassals of Belshazzar
You will be allowed into the blue fat
All kodlu overboard, I'm not Europe with NATO
But the fifth year I drive Russian hip hop to the west
They said to hold the inheritance, but I, in what mother gave birth
Managing to Cadillac
Having been read by Alexander Dumas
Exit, as if nothing had happened and say: "How are you?"
Let Thomas whine from disbelief
Fuck me your labels: we build an empire from scratch and forever
Bye sky Fenrir with a leash
He will not let down, bringing down the luminary, like stucco molding from the ceiling