Текст песни tea mokha - На этот раз все будет иначе

Everything is as before, in vain you are talking about something else,
From below the pestilence, from above the lord drinks the merlot, aberlour
The pen is still writing for the creators,
Instead of KiSh and Kino, Chessplayer (RO) and Miron
But now it's all the same that you yourself have achieved everything,
Who Stole Santa's Bundle
Who will send for actions to court?
Throat blowing in the forest, where is your Buddha Jesus?
I am from the provinces, but I have not fought
Fought like a Mister Wilson to sparks
And quickly joined, making a vector
From the ghetto upstairs and from Ghent to Antwerp
Microtalent was born from the blacks
Immediately divided the world in half
And my plan is to get to the top 100
Bury the singers while saving face!