Текст песни Вис Виталис - Рэп О Карле

1. Karl Patsan was normal, he was clean with his heart
Karl was a musician. Karl was a clarinetist
In a breath of air, exhale sound
Lived and walked with his soul
If there is little flame in the tribe, then
Then Karl was one of those few who are fiery
This is only4men - he loved his job
And he did it well
Carl also loved Clara. And Clara is Kralya
Eyes - emeralds, lips - corals
All is so perfect and so natural
That with her morality forget to naught
But Clara was not distinguished by morality
Carl's feelings, how she played cards
In short, Larva tore off, and there is not enough
I stole a clarinet from Karl!

Karl in the first wiped his lornet
I'm like to find a trace of what is not
Realizing the meaning of loss, Karl cried out: "The guard!"
But there is no court
Cooked and devoted, he cursed the whole world
He widened in closettes, swam, tanned
The nonsense smoked, the world is koril, he spoke to himself
And almost ended up in Craise
If you are stuffy to soul, if sickening, then what
There are veins in the hands, at hand - a knife
But this is a way out in case there is no exit
And that there is no way out is a lie!
If the sky is given a gift, enough strength and for that
So that this blow and more devils that
Survive, and the holy water, which you are full (if you are full, of course)
To convey to those who are longing, who is empty, Maine!

CHORUS
Do what it should and whatever happens
Do what it should and whatever happens
Just do what it should and whatever happens
Do what you should
Do what you should
Do what you should

2. Karl decided to go to the experiment
He found the strength to change the tool
For a year, I took it and, therefore, bought a stratocaster -
A guitar, about which anyone dreams of
He tormented his hands and nerves and brain
Days and nights - but he could not otherwise
And in the end he gave birth to the sound in which he took
All your pain and love
He shook the quagmire, he trampled the scum into the mud
He mixed the gloomy, and the mired - interfered
The rabbits of the darkness of muti, he is in the light of God
I pulled the light from the sub-Vetoshi
Rock-n Rolle Brotherhood parted before him
And the fanatics swore that they saw a halo
Above his head - but the matter is clearly not in the halo:
He was just a prayer for an urgent answer
Through the plexus of the gossip, through the tin and shadow
Day after day, every day, behind the step step
He went to the throne not at the cost of crimes
Not for the sake of wealth giving laziness
Karl was zero, but left after the white rabbit
And who is in the subject, he was called the "king" -
What with the fact that he is not crowned - if
King Rock and Roll-Crown role,
So that

CHORUS

3. But there lived a purely self -serving castlet
King of remixes and a fool idol, he is a hundred times
Submitted more than masters
Which, clear maza, was glad
"Stratokaster" of sounds, hearing a pitch
The castrate was imbued with Karl with the envy of black
I decided to break my mouth to everyone, to show their power
Carla subtract, and songs - steal
Today the scum is no longer at the bottom
Everyone will arrange, a question, like, only in price
Two calls on the mobile and Karl covered
Right at d