Текст песни 3. Виталя grim - Странные повара

Do not disturb the cook when he writes his recipe,
And then the traces of unrest will be on your face
We will prepare a completely natural project
This is a RAP kitchen, the fifth wave. Respect!
Light a fire, but turn it down in time
If you are overseas - we will get swimming
And you smell, ask, "where is this from?"
And this is from our kitchen, our signature dish
CHECK OUT! Taste it
Vote, we won’t be bothered by an extra plus,
After all, this music unites cities
Raise your hands above, and the weather is no problem
Let the cold, but we warmed ourselves at the stove
If you have your verses, you can come in and you
Catch the moments, don't stand back
The menu is ready to represent your country.

       A cap instead of a cap, a hand to the ceiling,
       Finely chopped string and soul is light
       It’s nothing else, because the agreements are signed,
       Here we are such strange cooks

Once again I’m typing a full pan of words,
Cooking flow is our craft with you
Where so many strangers
We will swing until we run out of ideas
Yes, I'm a villain, I’ll add more pepper to the soup,
Let our kilohertz be at maximum
Open the door, welcome to the show,
If you are looking for a turnip - you found it!
To this noise, like some sweet honey
Everything will fly together, and not heaven
May my pure white hat not confuse you,
I gently chop and only to the beat
After all, the only way you can earn plus
Go on the attack, but I'm not afraid of difficulties
Not written off to marriage, then I’m keeping afloat
You ask "how?" - and I won’t say that
After all, the only way you can earn a plus,
Go on the attack, but I'm not afraid of difficulties
Not written off to marriage, then I’m keeping afloat
You ask "how?" - and I won’t say that

       A cap instead of a cap, a hand to the ceiling,
       Finely chopped string and soul is light
       It’s nothing else, because the agreements are signed,
       Here we are such strange cooks