Lyrics Легальный Бизнес - Настоящий хип-хоп

N'Pans
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
And don't even try to understand rap if you're weak.

Legalize
When I took the microphone in my hand, it was abrupt! Storm! The ninth shaft.
Rap is always a scandal, a real fight without rules.
This you have not seen, we open the ball.
Who stood, he sat down, who sat - fell.
The hall is crazy - on the stage email
Iga-a, professional. Refm devil
Over the crowd control took.
The crowd started, the target parasil, did his job.
Partner passed the baton and disappeared.

N'Pans
Hey Legalize, give me a pass,
Give me the microphone now,
I'll show the class, Aaa,
I will continue your story
My name is N'Pans,
Together we are a legal business.
The score of any master is always in our favor.
We do our business,
We know our business.
Every day each of us
With microphone ********
Our time has come,
Our time has come,
The real xx enters the house
Like godzila.

N'Pans
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.

Legalize
I was born with a microphone in my hand.
He was instead of a toy, I rhymed in a wheelchair,
On a walk and at breakfast, even sitting on the pot
I wrote the lines. Mom and Dad were shocked!
I did not want to listen to fairy tales like other children.
Sleep poses Rap sounds loved more than anything else
Studying in high school prevented me
I trembled to do so that the crowd squealed
That was my school.

N'Pans
Instead of the institute I preferred
To rhyme the top bit.
Every day, from morning to night
Worked until the seventh sweat
Now it's my job
My Rap brings me my bread,
Who says hip hop shrink
That stupid is blind.
Anyway the whole world
There will be our just wait a bit,
But know that only a strong spirit
May pass this road.
Do you think what to read
Recitative is so easy - not at all,
Take the microphone, try,
Ha-ha sit down your score - deuce.

N'Pans
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.

Legalize
We give a stop by the end of the next year-
Graffiti will cover the walls of all the houses of the city,
X-X culture will take all the regions, all the capital,
Break will dance on every street.

N'Pans
X-X fans raise their hands to the sky,
Prove us your love to the grave,
Every minute is given in our lives,
Happy notebook and pen
At night, the microphone and the public.

Legalize
Yes, rhymes and mobs
For rapper's fate,
In the afternoon we write the lyrics,
At night, we shake the walls of the club,
You think so silly
And we chose our way.
With a microphone
Rotate the globe.
Each of our rhymed punch
Throws heat into the crowd.
We blow up smash hits, hard labor bombs,
We don't do rap. Damn it,
Rap is us.

Let hip-hop bless our rhymes.

This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.
This Hip Hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse!
This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
Rap is only read by real men,
Listen pop and rave if you're weak.
Real hip hop right in you