I've been rising at the darkest angles
But you're just f**boy
You won't understand a phrase
Like "roll the lettuce"
I had penned suicidal letters
But then I realised
Much better my final colorful
Like chinese checkers
Now I k** p**yboys
When you hear my voice
You feel noise in the head
It's the energy of d**h
Three six demon on the hunt
s*uts hiding in the shrubs
Press your luck, bunch of f**ing scrubs
Hoe
Did you hear that "pop-pop-pop"?
It was me popping f**ing cops
Deluxe force, k** the cops wearing nikes flip flops
These piles of sh** was feeling good too long
They fired back, it was looking like ping-pong
Bunch of bodies on the road
Stopped the traffic for long time
Bodies lay (Eh)
No one care (Eh)
Moscow PD staring on TV
We're despaired (Eh)
They don't give a f** about human lives
They give a f** about donuts for low price
Hoe