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Clear Water

Great-grandmother knitted it out with a thread
Grandmother marked it with tears
A little makata* was hanginig on the wall
A makata with white swans
Here, cool water from the well
was running blue into the bowl
And probably there was a meridian
That was crossing my cradle
 
Clear water in the middle of the summer
Is woven into a thread of memory
In the clear water on the bowl's bottom
Faces of our loved ones live
 
When I was searching for my way
Like a cat that's strolling around by night
My mother cried at nights
With silver moon on her lashes
Times and trends pass
There's no more bowl nor water anymore
And only in the old cabinet
The swans dream of water
 
Clear water will give you health
I don't regret any moment
Clear water, white bowl
I fetched it from the well of life
 
In the gray shadow of a dream
Under the awning of lashes
On the way to eternity
Or to the end
I always came back here
Where a strand of light leads me
 
Clear water in the middle of the summer
Is woven into a thread of memory
In the clear water on the bowl's bottom
Faces of our loved ones live
Clear water will give you health
I don't regret any moment
Clear water, white bowl
I fetched it from the well of life
 

Gratata

I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
 
You hear this track, and it blows your head off
They play games, but they play for fun
I know everything about poverty, and I know everything about crumbs
Have to be more careful
Woah-ey, how much more do I have to endure?
Money is dripping into your account, and it makes you stronger
But they don't make you happy, it's a fact, check if you want
I wouldn't exchange my friends or family for money
Look at my dance, wo-o-o-o
Remember, that I'm from Dagestan, wo-o-o-o
I fly over them like a proud eagle
I grow, but I don't change, wo-o-o-o
If you want to see me - pay me
You talk so much, which means you want problems
You shoot only in the back, but I don't
Their friends - 102nd, mine - aren't
 
I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
 
one, two, three, four, five, and it's going to hurt
six, five, seven, eight, nine, and the soul is free
Thought that opening your mouth to us is cool?
Which of your cunts are with you, when it hurts this bad?
Woah-ay, I want to die
What do you know about death, when you have never seen it?
What do you know about life, if you've never seen the light?
What type of question will you give, when you want to answer?
We're from hungry families, yeah, I grew up with snakes
But I've never tried poison since my faith is stronger
I'll shut their mouths with this mixtape, believe me
My words - they're bullets, and what will you say now?
I fell asleep under beatles - as if it's a nursery rhyme
Fell asleep not knowing, what tomorrow will bring me
So what are you talking about bitch, dirt under the nails?
My reality is dark, and it's not for children
 
I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
I'll rise up and help my close ones
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, I came here alone
I was born, and there's only cruelty around
Gra-ta-ta, gra-ta-ta, god, help me
 

Heart

*Dee B got that heat!*
Oooh
 
My heart is broken foreveeer
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing (prrr)
My heart is broken foreveeer
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
My heart is broken foreveeer (yeee)
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
My heart is broken foreveeer (yeee)
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
 
Aw shit, now you have to fuck with it
You may hate me, but I'm not fucking with it
I broke so much hearts and they broke mine once
But I don't trust bitches twice
Bitches are all wholesale whores
All wholesale Gucci and Louis
But is it worth real looove?
Oooooh aah
 
Remember when we we're together?
But now we're in a different place
I missed you for a month now
My heart is broken for centuries
 
My heart is broken foreveeer (pr, pr)
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
My heart is broken foreveeer (pr, pr)
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
My heart is broken foreveeer
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing (oooh woah)
My heart is broken foreveeer (yeee)
And I'm banging you, but without loviiing
 
Take it, grab it
Walk away, run away
Run away to where there isn't love and pain
I'm heartless, and people can't stand that
Take it, grab it
Walk away, run away
Run away to where there isn't love and pain
I'm heartless, and people can't stand that
Oooooh
 

False Mirror

I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
 
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters
 
I tried to understand this life, bitch, I make mistakes
I didn't know, what was love and, probably, never would in my life
I once again made a track, that everyone will hate, because it's too good to be true
Break my mirror, so that I would never see this picture
 
I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
 
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters
 
This mirror is broken, just like my life
Picking up grains
She was beating my heart, but finally I forgot about her
Moving on — that's my purpose
I've got money in my pocket
What did I forget in this stash?
I'm from (???), I'm from the low
It's not easy to be with people like me
Well, you get it, mirrors, aye
 
I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
 
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters
 

Bankroll

I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats
 
It's the southern accent in their white house
They really want to feel like it, but they're just (???)
Your tracks are just white noise in the background
I'm screaming at the mic, but you didn't understand anything again
Very depressing face (yeah)
Music flying around the country, someone will say I'm lucky
White fang among the dogs, I taught it from the dads
It's best to not play with me or else you'll sit on your pussy
My life's not chocolate (life's not chocolate)
So many tongues around, they're all talking shit
I pour love in me, so I can be me
You have to get past a load of untouched shit
You see, this is my street, that is how we live
And the problems don't get solved with years, there's a different law
We came for the money, our slang — moveiton
If you want truth, just hand over the mic
 
I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats
 
Put me into ziplock and smoke me to ashes (?)
That's what bothers you, I simply just pick words
And put them on (???), brother, come one and burn it
Multiply, count, divide it
And waste it afterwards, money's shit
Tell me, aren't you happy
This is the adult life, it's the world in different colors
But you can be yourself
May they rap about parties and money
I ain't trying to dig in it, I won't find anything here
My pride — my truth
If you run away we'll bring you back
We came from the streets
In all these fancy merch you look like a chicken
I'm all 100% trushy
Me and you are made of different dough
Listen we're flying across the circuit
Like we aren't afraid of dying
We live one day
I'm spinning and spinning unless I send a bankroll
To my mom right at the table
 
I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats
 

Pack of cigarettes

A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
 
This pack of cigarettes will never end
To be honest, I don't really want to quit smoking
The walls of this room are closing in
The ceiling is white, I'm falling asleep in a cold room
The windows are open, the wind blows in
I haven't closed them, I'm waiting the warmer days to come
My cigarettes are my only friends
We'll always be together
 
A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
 
It's raining outside, my heart is beating
This song... What it's about?
Perhaps, the new day will never come
Perhaps, tomorrow the sun will come out
Ah-ah-ah, I'm so tired of fighting it
Ah-ah-ah, life is not an easy thing
 
A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
A pack of cigarettes in my pocket
Makes me live through another day
I'll take my phone and call my mom
Mom, why I want to die?
 

Gulîzer*

Neither did you become a rose**
Nor did I become a bridegroom
Neither did you become snow
Nor did I become sunray
How shall I word my sorrows?
Come and see for yourself, my pitiful state
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
Don't you see, woe is me, I shall die
 
You didn't even ask
Did not talk
A wounded heart
have you left behind you
You have thrown me into sorrow and pain
Come and see by yourself my miserable state
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
Don't you see, woe is me, I shall die
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
 
Gulîzer, my rose
You are left with no flowers, my bride
Don't you see, woe is me, I shall die