Текст песни DragN - Предсмертная Записка

If you hear me, then you need to change
Your views on the whole hip-hop
Do not listen to anyone else, think with your head
If you can’t do it, click on the stop.

Guy understand, I don't give a damn about ratings
I don't need these bucks or cents
The percentage that I will pass in the fourth is small, I know
Now think about why finally I read

Reprimand me boyfriend that I am better
Every left rapper you're listening to
I’ll make chaos here, and there’s nothing to be surprised at
I do not regret competitors as a drunk my liver
I cough like a whirlwind, my every track is a hurricane
All this pack suddenly shouted in chorus, "How is that?"
I will smoothly melt everybody’s flame
Do not call me crazy, but call me crazy
Let the Tratila-type undershots pass
Mat, swearing, gray - how stylish it is
If you are a player on the instrument - it’s prestigious
But if you are a rapper, you should be ashamed of life
Today, no one normal will not consider rap for music
Right, but why should I be in the role of a prisoner?
With each track, the death of rap began to be very close
And what remains after? Only a suicide note