Текст песни Мезза - 3. Фантом

Phantom

In my matte wheelbarrow, I'm like a phantom
And I can not be seen either at night or in the afternoon

I so love to feel the views on myself and on it
I will wrap a taboo of my horses with a film
Greasy as oil - velvet black mat
at each passer-by at a sight a heart attack
Nobody sees who is inside the salon
this is serialism, I'm on a yacht on the area
Such fat discs, on a thin rubber
on the summer, all-season, now even on the winter
With Uzi on Bentley or with a hammer on Hondeh
even guys from the area, always look exactly
By the angel on each of my shoulders
spit on the devil - there is someone to protect my back
I believe only four people on the planet
it to itself, to itself, to itself, still Mezzet
I turned into a point flying beyond the horizon
penetrating like DiCaprio into your tomorrow's dream

My car looks like a ghost
no one sees it - it's a good sign
Around me everything is moving at rapid speeds
districts, houses, districts as if on a repetition
I toss the asphalt from under the wheels
if you spit in my back - I spit the asphalt, the dog
Authentic atmosphere
and who only taught such as you are to such manners
I continue to live as if I'm playing a shooter
life is a game ... you must be kidding
I spend time driving a ghost
let me imagine, it's Mrs. Eclipse
Dark as night, cold as an iceberg
my Flying Dutchman, this is not for you Casper
The point of no return is Mission X
I and she are inseparable, like caramel Twix