Есть дело!
[Russian Lyrics]
[Kuplet 1] :
Mne ne po puti s etoy stayey ublyudkov
Ne vizhu sebya sredi feykovykh kukol
Prisyad' na minutku, i prosto podumay
Zachem tebe zhizn', v kotoroy ty v budke?!
YA ster vse granitsy, svoboden kak zver'
Na ulitsakh goroda, v svoyey srede
I’m ballin, mne pokhuy, ya ne v sebe!
Paren' s Uird strit, takoy tip
Razve net?
YA yurodiv
I bez etogo uvy nikak! Ou da!
Yesli budet vybor
Chto polozhish' na svoi vesa?
Podbit uzhe kak mesyats
No ya vsegda primu udar
Dovol'no, menya besit
Ne popaday na moy radar!
[Pripev] :
Ego dobavlyayet problemy! Whats happened?
P'yu krovavyy vermut! Yah!
YA lomayu sistemu! Destroy!
Moya svita bogema! Yah!
[Kuplet 2] :
Eti slova kak grad
B'yut po stavnyam, i ne v radost'
Vokrug doma goryat
Ulitsu postignet khaos
Suki begut v slyunyakh
Im plokhoye vse po nravu
Otkryl svoy zvuk, sezam
Pozhinayu etu zhatvu!
[Bridzh] :
Po mne techet saus
YA ne vrubayu
My zhiteli okrain
Vse v chernom, eto traur!
*Tak chto eto za Uird Strit takaya?*
[Pripev] :
Ego dobavlyayet problemy! Whats happened?
P'yu krovavyy vermut! Yah!
YA lomayu sistemu! Destroy!
Moya svita bogema! Yah!
[Autro] :
YA tot Paren' s Uird Strit
Ne slyshal?
YA tot Paren' s Uird Strit
Yest' delo!
[English Translation]
[Verse 1]:
I'm out of my way with this bunch of bastards
I don't see myself among fake dolls
Sit down for a minute and just think
Why do you need the life in which you are in the booth ?!
I erased all boundaries, free as a beast
On the streets of the city, in their midst
I'm ballin, I don't give a fuck, I'm not myself!
Wyrd Street guy, that type
Is not it so?
I'm a holy fool
And without this, alas, nothing! Oh yeah!
If there is a choice
What do you put on your weights?
Knocked down for a month
But I'll always take the hit
Enough, pisses me off
Don't get on my radar!
[Chorus]:
Ego adds problems! Whats happened?
I drink bloody vermouth! Yah!
I'm breaking the system! Destroy!
My retinue is bohemian! Yah!
[Verse 2]:
These words are like hail
They hit the shutters, and not for joy
Around the house are burning
The street will be in chaos
Bitches run in drool
They like everything bad
Opened up my sound, til
Reaping this harvest!
[Bridge]:
Sauce flows through me
I don't cut it
We are the inhabitants of the outskirts
All in black, this is mourning!
* So what is this Wyrd Street this? *
[Chorus]:
Ego adds problems! Whats happened?
I drink bloody vermouth! Yah!
I'm breaking the system! Destroy!
My retinue is bohemian! Yah!
[Outro]:
I'm that Wyrd Street Guy
Haven't you heard?
I'm that Wyrd Street Guy
There is a case!
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