Shut up, I can't hear you Emotions are fading again, life is calm and I don't believe If I was empty, I would like to *** wrap myself in a beautiful gift I'm afraid that I won't be what I would like to be And my promises will turn into empty words I take more than these people around me Maybe the weight is pushing me so hard that I can't take a step I know that I see more than the rest of my old homies from the blocks And maybe that's why I can't close my eyes at night I'm going back to the apartment, not home Such times, sometimes I think that I could stay at work for the rest of my life It's not cool and it really bothers me the most That's why every little problem seems *** bigger I'm an ordinary guy and I repeat it in numbers I don't have the feeling to make a great rapper out of myself I'll burn two packs again and it's hard for me to catch my breath When my head feels like this, let my body do it We have thousands of roads, some of them we know by heart And each time different, even though they're still the same Memories are buried in the diary, traces of our feet If I ever leave this place, I'll definitely come back here We have thousands of roads, some of them we know by heart And each time different, even though they're still the same Memories are buried in the diary, traces of our feet If I ever leave this place, I'll definitely come back here What's up, bro? What's up, ***? Such big plans, I don't know, go to the studio From the beginning I wanted to live with a passion and eat from a passion Three in front of me, I'll get out of here, bye, bye It's not that I want to make more money, I want to feed more materialism I really don't want to die, anyway, what is happiness at all? That's why I want to try new things, to be able to define them easily Anyway, from year to year I feel worse, I have everything, even the end of the end of the women It came out here, I rarely play at night, some movie, Xanimus Well, the times when we played 1.6 have already passed I had a brother who played with me and that's it, I needed communication I had a huge recording here, it was for a moment And women on vacation know more of these names than numbers and letters The eye of the world is ice, I understood it and I rarely freeze, what's up with you? We have three different paths, some we know by heart Each time different, although still the same Memories are melted in the footsteps of our feet If I ever leave this place, I will definitely come back here