Текст песни OspeaRon - Картина маслом

sorry for past grievances, drop everything that has been passed
otherwise we will simply be apart regardless of requests
I would have had to turn around and go back ... I couldn't.
I don't look at the glow of burning bridges, I closed my eyes.

the pain that slashed the darkness
stunned suddenly as if on the head with a chair
and I fell asleep, I hope, and fell out of time,
I wanted to climb up, but this block pulls down

the choice is approaching for days, you are not - either left
or I have disappeared. without hiding, I confess
I was waiting for the decider in the back. and waited. let be.

sharp

I will forget the sheets, the world of carnal pleasures,
clusters of rotten scattered evil words,
I will not remember the smell of your hair,
facial features, sketches, sketches.

I can not depict your face on canvas
no matter how hard I try among the silent walls,
amid hysterics and groans, I erase my memories.
I tear it to shreds, throw it in the wind, igniting!

sorry for past grievances, for me in your life,
for not replacing happiness with myself, but only pain.
for a bold decision, forgive and let go,
and I'll leave, clenching my teeth, alone ...

CHORUS!

I am
painted your portrait
oil on canvas
in my last dream

dust
scatter over the world
I'll go where it's damp
I'll go where you are not

night
will cover with a starry sky
I will break dreams and
I will leave an inconspicuous mark

away
run where you have to
from those dreams in which
I painted your portrait

Second part))))

don't think that now my fuse is gone,
I didn't make it to the final, but I got into the top ten.
and you from deck overboard a ship named "Battle"
I'll have to push. Baby, this is not a ball.
I'm that devil and I won't hide it
what is it, I can do that !!
if, for example, I am not thrown out
I'll give a damn about the quality and sign up for the phone.
I'm superfluous on the battle, like on a branch with cherry plum))
and I can start to create here anyhow.
and the bull, which is not counted here,
let it attract you to stupidity, doomed people.
hey you blushed so fiercely, huh?
like a chervona rue, like a furuncle on the body.
shout nothing! straight oil painting -
do second-rate rap and throw it to the masses.
by the way, they asked me about styles here:
like "change the style and everything will be fine"
I don't know why, but it's worth a try,
and so I take the pen and start sculpting ..

chorus:

I can't be changed, and it's not worth trying
I will achieve my goal, because if there are no colors,
and the picture is very, very much needed,
I will paint it with oil.

second:

xDD MC Gera:
"if you please get acquainted, George! addict.
you can just - Hera, hey, I don't mind.
I probably will soon give my soul to God,
but you can't jump off: rap is still a drug "

MS Borz:
"but I'm just a greyhound, and I don't know what tears are,
if it is not so, then * baambam *. I'm serious.
I am one of those who stand at night near the padik,
and there is no need for anyone to know that I roared from "Hachiko".

MC Skulboy:
"my style is a complete puzzle braza,
like a laser in the eye, cool as a Plaza hotel
it is vitally necessary as plasma for humans,
and perfect like an oil painting.
if you shot me, then you missed
I'll wipe you off the rim of the toilet bowl
all! you started to spin, but I never gave up,
and I don't care that I'm a ninth grade nerd "

MC DREDD100:
"I rap to be famous,
and I don't care what thirteen and don't hit the beat,
and I chose the minus clearly not for the mood of the track,
but when I become an adult, I will rock everyone "

well that's all)) good luck to everyone on the battle))) ae.