It's a taboo, it's a forbidden topic, it's not for necromancers, nor for the outcasts. It's wounds that are burning, that stand with a perfected pact. Those who are afraid of pain, it will be paranoia for them. It's a taboo, in a row of words, words recorded again. Proof of values, proof of responsibility. For the fate of a few people, it's a sign of resistance against the fate of fans. It's a bug in the voice with a beat, taboo is associated with a jeep, I'm a rap. But a jeep is not a beat, it's a taboo, it's a shadow zone. It's a reflection in the mirror, only that the pain of seeing is shorter. Our dealings with the end that you count from the beginning. You're in shock and that's fine, according to the existing laws. According to the views of the masses, yes, but the time has come. To take a risk once, not to hide anger, to reload. Yes, that's how you get to know the taboo. The culture of rap makes you aware of the taboo. It's not a recording of a music video, it's your close friend. It's you lying there, on the dark side of the taboo. In a row of words, words recorded again. Proof of values, proof of responsibility. It's a taboo, it's a forbidden topic. It's not for necromancers, nor for the outcasts. It's wounds that are burning, that stand with a perfected pact. Those who are afraid of pain, it will be paranoia for them. It's a taboo, it's a row of words, words recorded again. Proof of values, proof of responsibility. You live in reality, you say it's a curse. You get to know the truth, you say ignorance is a blessing. In fact, it's a manhood that counts. Courage, like life is practicing, and the truth will come on its own. So far, it's a mess in the attic, a mess in front of your eyes. Like a glass, to the dawn of melancholy. Once you've won a rematch, there's no forgiveness. Don't relax, yes, because you'll lose anyway. You won't win over the food, which is heresy. Antidotum is a local poetry, it's a matter of place and interpretation. There's no guarantee of what's right. The world of combinations, the law of tolerance. I will hide all of them, because I live like a human. And as a human, I will die. You blame the taboos, you *** up, you *** up. You hold on from afar, it's a fear, it's a taboo. So, it's a taboo, it's a forbidden topic. It's not for the uneducated, nor for us, the gypsies. It's wounds that are burning, that stand with a perfected pact. Those who are afraid of pain, it will be paranoia for them. It's a taboo, it's a row of words, words recorded again. Proof of values, proof of responsibility. It's a taboo, it's a forbidden topic. It's not for the uneducated, nor for us, the gypsies. It's wounds that are burning, that stand with a perfected pact. Those who are afraid of pain, it will be paranoia for them. Fear of what will happen, fear of the unknown. That's why the taboo will stay on the dark side. Like Zip, Grono, Zip, Pono, Zip, put it on the world. We live in our own way, thanks to you, Pono. Fu, coro, vu, vu, oh, and a lot more. Program of honor, your program of horror is a taboo. It's a taboo, it's a forbidden topic. It's a taboo, it's a row of words, words recorded again.