Текст песни Salad Killaz prod. - ATL - Летать, как Джордан

Someday we'll all be sent to the Major League
A faceless player or a great player
When the One Judge commands -
We will replace the faded shell with a sun glare
Let's become crystal clear
When earth and heaven change places
One at a time or in a huge flock
Past high-rise buildings
Bright light, the stands stood up
Your name on the poster
Baskets are screwed into the clouds on both sides
A giant stadium and in the center you are
Small as a flea
Breathe in deeply, the game will be good
(Not bad)
Squeaky parquet
Sneakers are trained to jump high
Everything else is as usual
So let's start with the whistle
Run at the speed of sound in the night sky

[Hook x2]
What wings, what are you (ah)
Everybody has sneakers, T-shirt, shorts (yeah)
Let's fly like Michael Jordan (we all)
Let's fly like Michael Jordan (like Michael Jordan)

[Verse 2]
Defender, center or forward
Sky blue or white uniform
There is no difference, there is any skin in time
You just need to share equally
You see the cloud is torn -
That ball was spun there yesterday
It was a great game!
But today the Heavenly Piranhas are playing
Against the Weightless Feather School
Fire ball, take it easy
Concentrate, throw out softer
Finish movements once started
Find out the rest after the match
Each has its own corrals:
Someone's wings will be blown over the mountains
Someone has a law of space and weightlessness
We're jumping high