Lyrics Nikka - Такая она - музыка
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Нас сегодня здесь немного, но всем нашим кто нас слышит
С вами 33 на 7 , поднимайте руки выше
Новый трек от Никки при участии седьмого
Сегодня топовые парни раскачают - руки в воздух
Скажи бездельники мы, без понедельников жи
Дни умеем крутить уходя ночами в отрыв
И проживая года , не прожигая, до тла
На бумагу слова , музыка наша душа
Я рэпом еще в школе зарабатывал респекты
Моя парта эксклюзив , кусок рифмованной фанеры
Куплетами плещет , решения бред же, формулы те же
К чёрту все вещи
Да я не отличник - хулиган каких не мало
Приводы в отдел бывали, чаще убегал бывало
Треки про районы на темы что запрещены
Лирикой исписаны блокноты что от чистоты..
Припев:
Музыка-Жар! Что раскаляет мои вены
Музыка-Брат ! Всегда со мною где бы не был
Музыка-Арт ! Мой личный мир что нарисую я сам
Музыка-Душа! Размером с океан
То, что первым делом про любовь, устали слушать вы
Я напишу чем ща живу возьму другой мотив
Про эти дни, минор вали,
Капризный тип, сменивший стиль, начал творить
С каждой строчкой разгоняю механизм
Дыхание на пределе , душа погладила в мир,свой
Только пиши все, мысли на листок
Как в полете Я свободен абсолютно от всего
Моя душа - музло
Будет дышать на зло
Будет дышать сильнее,
Даже в полной пустоте
Решать лишь ей
Иль бег, иль бей
Тут бой, ставь блок, так вот ,все смог
Нокаутами по ушам , прием не запрещен
Мои стихи берут другой масштаб держись
Новый я -всё тот , Nikka замутил серьезный движ
Здесь Рэп так Рэп, друзья ,респект
Зови меня как хочешь , 33-ий , Nikka , Кэл
Со мной седьмой аккордами вам душу подарил
Я не умею петь , кидаю слова на биты
Я сделал рэп , он пел, я нет
Но музыка в крови -объединила параллель
Припев:
Музыка-Жар! Что раскаляет мои вены
Музыка-Брат ! Всегда со мною где бы не был
Музыка-Арт ! Мой личный мир что нарисую я сам
Музыка-Душа! Размером с океан
There are not many of us here today, but all ours who hear us
With you 33 to 7, raise your hands higher
New track from Nikki with the participation of the seventh
Today, top guys shake hands in the air
Say we slackers, without Mondays
We know how to turn the days off at night
And living a year without burning, to the point
On paper words, music is our soul
I rap earned me reps at school
My desk is exclusive, a piece of rhymed plywood
Couplets splashes, decisions are nonsense, the same formulas
To hell with all things
Yes, I am not an excellent student - what a bully is not enough
Drives in the department have been, often ran away
Tracks about areas that are prohibited
Notebooks are written on the lyric that is clean.
Chorus:
Music-Heat! What makes my veins hot
Music is Brother! Always with me wherever I am
Music Art! My personal world that I draw myself
Music is Soul! Ocean sized
The fact that the first thing about love, you are tired of listening
I'll write what if I live I will take another motive
About these days, minor wali,
Capricious type, change the style, began to create
With each line I accelerate the mechanism
Breath at the limit, the soul stroked the world, its
Just write all the thoughts on the sheet
As in flight, I am absolutely free from everything.
My soul is muzlo
Will breathe evil
Will breathe stronger
Even in complete emptiness
Solve it only
Ile run, il beat
There is a fight, put a block, so, everything could
Knocks on the ears, reception is not prohibited
My poems take a different scale hold on
New I-all that, Nikka muddied serious movement
Here Rap is Rap, Friends, Respect
Call me as you wish, 33rd, Nikka, Cal
With me, the seventh chords gave you a soul
I can not sing, I throw the words on the bits
I did rap, he sang, I'm not
But the music in the blood-connected parallel
Chorus:
Music-Heat! What makes my veins hot
Music is Brother! Always with me wherever I am
Music Art! My personal world that I draw myself
Music is Soul! Ocean sized
With you 33 to 7, raise your hands higher
New track from Nikki with the participation of the seventh
Today, top guys shake hands in the air
Say we slackers, without Mondays
We know how to turn the days off at night
And living a year without burning, to the point
On paper words, music is our soul
I rap earned me reps at school
My desk is exclusive, a piece of rhymed plywood
Couplets splashes, decisions are nonsense, the same formulas
To hell with all things
Yes, I am not an excellent student - what a bully is not enough
Drives in the department have been, often ran away
Tracks about areas that are prohibited
Notebooks are written on the lyric that is clean.
Chorus:
Music-Heat! What makes my veins hot
Music is Brother! Always with me wherever I am
Music Art! My personal world that I draw myself
Music is Soul! Ocean sized
The fact that the first thing about love, you are tired of listening
I'll write what if I live I will take another motive
About these days, minor wali,
Capricious type, change the style, began to create
With each line I accelerate the mechanism
Breath at the limit, the soul stroked the world, its
Just write all the thoughts on the sheet
As in flight, I am absolutely free from everything.
My soul is muzlo
Will breathe evil
Will breathe stronger
Even in complete emptiness
Solve it only
Ile run, il beat
There is a fight, put a block, so, everything could
Knocks on the ears, reception is not prohibited
My poems take a different scale hold on
New I-all that, Nikka muddied serious movement
Here Rap is Rap, Friends, Respect
Call me as you wish, 33rd, Nikka, Cal
With me, the seventh chords gave you a soul
I can not sing, I throw the words on the bits
I did rap, he sang, I'm not
But the music in the blood-connected parallel
Chorus:
Music-Heat! What makes my veins hot
Music is Brother! Always with me wherever I am
Music Art! My personal world that I draw myself
Music is Soul! Ocean sized