what a beautiful state we are in
If your mind seeks so many questions
Misery is never gonna stray
- why are you such an asshole all the time?
- i dont know its just fucking fun

любо братцы любо
любо братцы жить
с нашим атаманом не приходится тужить
Ich steck zwischen Frust und lauter Fragen- 
Schreckliche Luft um aufzuatmen.
Wann ist endlich Schluss?
Kann es kaum erwarten.
Wann verlässt mich die Furcht vor grauen Tagen?
Um genauer zu sagen, es zerfetzt mich,
aber ich muss halt die Trauer ertragen
Ей было даже смешно, что он не был влюблен;Она ела на завтрак таких, как он;Генеральские дочки знать не знают, что значит нельзя;А что до всех остальных, то она говорила - На хрена нам враги, Когда у нас есть такие друзья?
- Are we still partners?  - [voice-over] We’ve been business partners for nearly three years. This is the first time we’ve ever sat together. We hardly ever see each other. I know how hard it is for a man to control his passion. Partners shouldn’t get emotionally involved with each other.
So i will walk without care Beat my snare Look like a man who means business … Terminate all signs of weakness … I will take my coffee black Never snack Hang with the wolves who are sheepish Flow through the veins of town Always frown Me and my mistress, the princess
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,  Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;  If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;  If all men count with you, but none too much;  If you can fill the unforgiving minute  With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -  Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,  And - which is more - you’ll be a Man my son!
you’re my marijuana girl Taking me higher, I want you girl You got that fire, my flower girl The smell I desire
You’re so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favourite sweater
Бис бис дымись-ка-на-бис
Don’t want to be on top of your list Monopoly and properly kissed We overcome in sixty seconds With the strength we have to together But for now, emotional ties they stay severed When there’s trust there’ll be treats And when we funk we’ll hear beats
Пока живы растаманы из глубинки
Вавилону будет не устоять
               As long as rastas are alive
               Babylon doesn’t stand a chance
(Got me wrapped round you finger)(Still I stand here and linger)(Cause you’re fit not a minger, I sit like a dog whilst I’m stuck on your leash)(All erratic and fiery)(Spend a week in the priory)(I will, I will, I will, I will, love but you’re clearly a loon)
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin’ And I’m so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place I’m outta place I’m in outer space I’ve just vanished without a trace I’m going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I’ll be back in an hour or so