I wish it was more higher.
We can't catch this ball
Because we've lost to another planet
It hurts to fall, the stars are cutting
We don't have time to live even with the pharaohs
We don't have much money and no money to spend
I chose this life
We're still standing on the stage
Vovkin really got beat up yesterday
I couldn't kill you
I can't love
Bitch, catch this ball
And don't forget about the crown
I'll let go, I'll burn
I'll do whatever I want
I'll throw a sword at you
I'll fly a little bit more
I'll live everything on my shoulders I just
don't give a * I don't feed my * soul
We have a big karma,
evil feeds with donations We communicate
with so many facts We've * your tracks,
baby,
don't cry I'll open your passport,
I'll pay for it Clean trauma and pockets,
clean blood
Maybe it's me,
my plane In the left hand is a scythe,
in the right hand is a micro I don't need anything,
we'll melt the ice I'm like a special sauce,
not everyone will understand
I chose this life We're still standing on the stage
Vovkin really got beat up yesterday I couldn't kill you
I can't love Bitch, catch this ball
And don't forget about the crown I'll let go,
I'll burn