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A11
[Intro]
Five, four, three, three, two, one, zero
All engine running
[Verse 1]
Hey hey hey
Today everyone can rap because the meaning of words has been lost
It says shit, it says it kicks and then it pays for its clicks
Well, yeah, boy, you have to persevere if you want to be famous
Sorry sorry, you have to be able to pay if you want to be famous
I amaze all your friends, they talk about me, it's pathetic.
And I hear you don't like me, but it's just to throw spikes at me
Oh yeah, it's problematic, for them it's mathematical
Well, yeah, over and over again, my team
Saw you staring at my dick
[Chorus]
Hey hey hey
You can still talk talk, but as long as you don't do anything
It will always be the same everywhere, it will always be the same everywhere
No one respects you in all of Paris yeah
No one respects you in all of Paris
[Verse 2]
Because yes, Tomson told me '2TH now you need to rap'
I think it's time to get rid of all these fake rappers
Don't you see that to be famous these guys play characters
He thinks he impresses us, but no one here likes him
And then I'm in pain because he calls himself technical
Thinks he's hotter than my colleagues, but I hope it's a joke
You should know that we're going to take off higher than Saturn and its comets
So maybe it made you angry, but you screwed
I'll maybe surprise you, but I have a lot of ideas
I come to kick in Adidas with a quality flow
I'm sorry I fell so low, but when I hear these decibels
Fuck, guys, my ears are bleeding while the instrument is so beautiful
I hear all these morons getting excited as soon as they say
Two, three phases that rhyme in ball tell you that for them it's work
I just want you to know that I don't give a fuck if my project goes down the drain
I'll maybe get a thousand views on Youtube but at least they'll be free
[Chorus]
Hey hey
You can still talk talk, but as long as you don't do anything
It will always be the same everywhere, it will always be the same everywhere
No one respects you in all of Paris yeah
No one respects you in all of Paris
[Verse 3]
And even though I'm condescending well, I'm disappointed in them
I see them worried sick when I'm the one who decides
Definitely spending hundreds is not that hard
I see it doesn't shock anyone, but I'm amazed at it, guys
While they're talking I'm writing, you're working on your muscles, I'm typing my texts
It may be my last song, thank you to all those who believed in it
I know you hit seizures because they get annoyed when they listen to you
They told you 'You, who the fuck are you' so you took the mic
And you thought you were someone with guts or one of those guys with balls
Who thinks they can crack the screen, but tell me the guys who believe him
Well, yeah, everyone can kick like that and say he's dirty
It's about weed, it's not smoking, it's about chicks, it's ducking
It's like gangsta in rap, yet there's parental control
I saw that you were talking about brothers, but in reality you're pretty lonely
That by dint of lying in your songs, your nose gets longer and that's dirty
They say you have to make concessions, but what do you do when you know that
Would you be willing to concede to your buddies for help?
We talk a lot but we don't know the cause of these consequences
When will we take responsibility, that we can live without moving away from it?
With my brothers from another penis
I-I cross cities to a future you want to see
We dream of living our lives twice
Even though we know all these guys who talk to you too
And that cause you trouble, that break in this case
And what the fuck to think of those who think there's only one God
Who say they love us too, but only talk to them
I think about everything we've been through, and there's nothing extraordinary about it
We all wanted to be out of the ordinary, but all our lives are ordinary
[Chorus]
Hey hey bro
You can still talk talk, but as long as you don't do anything
It will always be the same everywhere, it will always be the same everywhere
No one respects you in all of Paris yeah
No one respects you in all of Paris (hey hey hey hey hey)
You can still talk talk, but as long as you don't do anything
It will always be the same everywhere, it will always be the same everywhere
No one respects you in all of Paris yeah
No one respects you in all of Paris
Fuck
Go on, go on, let's see it
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25.11.2024
Chrysanthemum
(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
25.11.2024
Mr. Gershwin
In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
25.11.2024
In Vain
Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
25.11.2024
Going even further (Reprise)
Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further