Текст песни Picasso - Biggie

I look them in the eye the crowd hates me
childhood despised crowd was invisible in the shadows
I have bent 1000 masks but they are false
 I only love will break it is a mistake
My God in heaven, he hears me
I can hear screams all the club they are waiting for my exit
I'm not Tupac Shakur fortunately not Bigi
I have my own route through the conquered world
I put 0 on rap, but prosral study
what is this game we will see later
around the vein true idiot
Yes I know self-critical but I am what I am
I knew these fetters
sit and wait for the good there was no point took the train
Now the dream is getting closer home
I'll get to target at any cost

I get the goal at any cost
and if you want to stop the try Critic
I'm sick of this to try to taste
for many rap all volish hobby work for me
aa above himself
gray sky above his head underfoot blood
I watch the world is ruled by love
No one here is ruled by money alone
+ Smell of underage females that lying in bed
You'll be honest with her, it will sell for a fool rating
Rep whore! Over no more halo shines
I was responsible for the fact that warmed a snake around his neck
fool for trusting a frame English
I was angry with himself came out of the dungeon
I was stunned the world of the sun do not shine
But I + naive dreamer reached for the light

I reached for the light
that would snatch their rightfully taking tight neck
The American dream is to elevate himself to the sky
I remember fighting scandals areas where I first
The family does not need irrepressible faith
All childhood lived in the swamp! More is not going to
1000 people in 1000 mistakes means 1000 views
I was dying inside but alive realized that the first