Текст песни PHARAOH - Ничего Не Изменилось

Poor upstart from Moe, I was resurrected in winter;
This is no longer a trap, this is a graveyard, son.
New gram, new blunt, to the block and into the darkness;
I set it on fire, I fire a boomerang from the smoke.

I'm like the evil of those cassettes, I'm bony, like death.
I will cut your money and make you watch.
These bitches are like succubi, we would always have a joint;
And I won't spend a second on the fact that I'm not high!

This building is on fire, the inquisitors are inside.
I throw them aces, call me Gambit.
Eyes out of their sockets, your bitch died.
My smoke is burning with the light of a thousand garlands.

Dress up for the party, put on a trendy outfit.
Moths were crammed into the walls of the club, like in a box.
I saw it from below and looked at it from above.
Show us to your mom, she takes you to church.

Here is a dynasty of the dead.
Buried on a bit, nothing keeps us here.
A screeching sound is heard from the tomb.
I got two bad bitches like Mary-Kate and Ashley.

Nothing changed.
Nothing changed.
Nothing changed.
You ask death for mercy.