Lyrics ЯрмаК feat Фир feat Михалыч - По класике

Chorus:
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip-hop! The clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip hop, the clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.
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We saw the sea, saw the mountains, saw the white nights.
They trampled linoleum in a sanatorium in the expensive city of Sochi.
I remember these lines, and I remember how I decided
And I will succeed! Sasha, sit down and write.

Since then, I haven’t slept at night - at least spit in the vochi;
Sharpen your style, scribble my blues.
The walls are all clogged, under the balloon rushing my column with a rap slope.
We catch up with noise, send you sound in cars.

At first - all my texts were simple, sorry.
For years I killed in the studio, I comprehended my style.
I can write without tramadol and a plan package.
Moving smoothly with me is the gang of the Clan Clan.

Here everyone is like me, music is magic,
Here everyone is like you, we bring rap to the beat.
If you hit suddenly, I heard our sound,
Show me what you can do! Come on, jump in a circle.

A hip hop gopa with a cop dancing while he beats the syncopator
Someone stomped blinking instead of a strobe.
There is no top, experience hiding in time from the cops.
Soon culture will flood into your home with a flood.

Chorus:
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip-hop! The clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip hop, the clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.

I remember how I wanted to be part of this decree,
Everyone told me - Mishanya, you are not new Basta.
Rappers are like dogs today, you're kinda not a wimp
Find the same two and put a mess in this house.

Hip hop time like ours;
We did not sell out, like * opa Minaj.
With those who left the coma on time.
Download, if you find out who we are, who we are?

If you're in business - give me five!
Our hip-hop is wireless - we are ready to give it out.
Like the Baptists on the doorstep, we in the house are good evil;
Like hucksters in the area we push our muzlo.

Boy, in my team there are no such MCs.
Each of the five is technically fit for you as a father.
But to take part in a brother’s release is nishtyak;
Buy your son, on our street hip-hop!

Chorus:
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip-hop! The clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip hop, the clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.

Originally from Ukraine immediately after perestroika,
From the cassette in the player, now in my player Stolny.
Ancestors did not believe. Come on, they say - blow to work,
But I was intent and now confidently lay in the micro.

Classic on white super and stylish Adidas,
Times when we did not dream of a new device.
Breakdance, [argaliq] and bandana,
There is a cap poured there, and a couple of cans of Montan.

A lot of similarities, but in the end they did not fit,
Not one culture has so much power and free style.
Hip-hop - do not pick up, nor steal, do not buy!
Hip-hop - this is not taught, it is somewhere inside.

I don’t need a fee, PR is not necessary.
Grad would please literate brine stograms.
Kapa, ​​the cities of the outskirts, KDK, and the Emirates,
Yes, it's time to cut down this speaker from the apparatus.

Chorus:
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip-hop! The clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.
Hip-hop! Tearing your head a bit and bass! The guitarist beats like a hammer.
Hip hop, the clock is ticking! Years fly by, and we are all - in the classics.