Lyrics burikk - УЛИЧНОЕ СЛОВО
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Первый куплет:
Каждый день, как в натяжку струна
Для кого-то все это игра, для меня судьба
Тают за спиной года, остаются позади
Улица, дышит за спиной, прожигаю дни
Мне говорили что упёртый,
Жизнь давала под дыхло не раз,
Те моменты не когда не будут стёрты,
Из за проблем я давил на газ
Мне говорили что мой финиш скоро
Но я готов был проехать снова,
Чтоб показать какова основа,
Тому кто предан уличному слову
Второй куплет:
Меня манил этот запах улиц,
Череда событий, все как в кино
Я знал как на счёту прибавить единиц,
И все что есть, поставить на зеро
Да я грешен, но в аду нет мест
Каждый по жизни носит свой крест,
Я готов выжимать как всегда,
Проигранна битва, выиграна война
Не из тех кто боится проблем,
Каждый раз я решаю их снова
Некогда не услышишь назад,
Такова основа уличного слова
Третий куплет:
Если мне вдруг, зададут вопрос
Как бы прожил, все начав сначала,
Я отвечу что я здесь не гость,
Все проблемы пережил бы заново,
Иду по жизни на кураже,
Кто-то вниз, а на этаже,
Видны мегаполиса огни,
В этих улицах все мои дни
На горизонте догорает солнце,
Идти на таран для меня не ново,
Не пугают копы, не наденут кольца
Тем кто предан уличному слову.
First verse:
Every day, as a string stretch
For someone, this is all a game, for me, fate
Thawing behind the year, left behind
Street breathing behind my back, burning days
I was told that stubborn
Life gave a breath more than once
Those moments are not when will not be erased,
Because of the problems, I pressed on the gas
I was told that my finish soon
But I was ready to drive again,
To show what the basis is,
Tom who is committed to the word street
Second verse:
I was attracted by the smell of the streets
A series of events, everything is like in the movies
I knew how to add units,
And all that is, put on zero
Yes I am a sinner, but there are no places in hell
Each one wears his own cross
I'm ready to squeeze as always
Lost the battle, won the war
Not one of those who are afraid of problems
Every time I solve them again
You never hear back,
This is the basis of the street word.
Third Verse:
If I suddenly, ask a question
How to live, starting all over again
I will answer that I am not a guest here
All problems would survive again
I go through life on courage,
Someone down, and on the floor,
Visible metropolis lights,
All my days in these streets
On the horizon, the sun is burning,
Going on a ram is not new to me,
Do not scare the cops, do not wear rings
Those who are committed to the street word.
Every day, as a string stretch
For someone, this is all a game, for me, fate
Thawing behind the year, left behind
Street breathing behind my back, burning days
I was told that stubborn
Life gave a breath more than once
Those moments are not when will not be erased,
Because of the problems, I pressed on the gas
I was told that my finish soon
But I was ready to drive again,
To show what the basis is,
Tom who is committed to the word street
Second verse:
I was attracted by the smell of the streets
A series of events, everything is like in the movies
I knew how to add units,
And all that is, put on zero
Yes I am a sinner, but there are no places in hell
Each one wears his own cross
I'm ready to squeeze as always
Lost the battle, won the war
Not one of those who are afraid of problems
Every time I solve them again
You never hear back,
This is the basis of the street word.
Third Verse:
If I suddenly, ask a question
How to live, starting all over again
I will answer that I am not a guest here
All problems would survive again
I go through life on courage,
Someone down, and on the floor,
Visible metropolis lights,
All my days in these streets
On the horizon, the sun is burning,
Going on a ram is not new to me,
Do not scare the cops, do not wear rings
Those who are committed to the street word.