Текст песни Tresk Strock - Уроки гипноза

I start my first session,
Bad laughing, now I am your conscience.
Words are intoxicated, your mind is under the rule,
Did you wash your memory not happiness?

You fell a chance, in the sky a bird to become,
Before counting to one hundred, take the first step.
Fog in the eyes, think only myself,
It is impossible to trust and there is no release back.

I am obsessed yes, but this is just a game,
Excess slave, in my collection of soldiers.
Agreeing in everything, you are not even promissory,
As a second, I was lost in the world in the world.

Here the clones are busting, all now in fractures,
Bey is like a warrior, but against me the dead man.
Devoid of phobias, do not give up without a fight in hip-hop,
As long as I do not give hypnosis lessons.