Ночь на экране (Андрей Белов "Пушкин" Remix)

Поезд ушел, самолет улетел, автобус уехал, По городу ходят такси. Now where you from? Where you at? What you wanna do? The good times, the fast Life, what you going through? What's your name? Where you from? Bottom of the map, man. Hear it on your test, can go through you Like a CAT scan. Ночь на экране, Руки в кармане. Люди тени, Ключ совпадение. It's so accurate, even more immaculate. The money green taste better with the salad Dressing. Let me break you off a lesson. You got the wrong expression. 'Cause I'm swinging like Tyson, you got the wrong Impression. So heavily sedated by the melody, Reanimated by the break beat, I bring heat. It's so accurate, even more immaculate. Ночь на экране, Руки в кармане. Люди и тени, Ключ совпадение. Titty slick, I know the streets, know the rules, Flip the game. Nightmare pimping lanes, spitting Flames, switching lanes. Knock 'em out the box, Knock 'em right out the picture, man. Dialogue when dropped so hard it might split your Brain. Now where you from? Where you at? What you wanna do? The good times, the fast life, what you going Through? What's your name? Where you from? Bottom of the map, man. Hear it on your test, can go through you Like a CAT scan. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Волшебные окна зажгли свои фонари. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Бабахало небо узором дарило цветы. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Над городом праздник души давали салюты. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Автобус уехал, по городу ходят такси. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Old school OG, new school know me. You couldn't wrap up with a fresh bag of Grocery. Ночь на экране, Руки в кармане. Люди и тени, Ключ Совпадение. Mic check one two, one two, uh. I represent, this is what I do. To any beat, any way, I'ma give it to You. Best beware, open your ears to the truth As I push my... I'm the man, I lace The plan, fool. Any verse that I kick is for your mind, Fool. I'm a pimp, so I be up in Your mind frame. Don't be a lame or a Trick up in this rap game. What's the use of the fame when you ain't Paid? I go back to a decade when I Got made. Got paid, got laid for the rhymes I laid. On the regular, I flow spectacular. Original, my dope is natural. Straight out the underground, yeah, I'ma give it to Boom, I do what I want to. What the hell you gon' do? Rhymes through the microphone, boo. Boom, I do what I want to. What the hell you gon' do? Rhymes through the microphone, boo. Ночь на экране, Руки в кармане. Люди и тени, Ключ совпадение. Coming with the word from the bottomless pit. Everybody love how I'm doing my thing. The blacks, the whites, the Caribbeans. My raps is tight, I'm overseas. So I oversee when I step in the scene. I cut so clean, you know what I mean. I'm the same OG, I'm the ladies' dream. When I rock the beat, everybody scream. Ночь на экране, Руки в кармане. Люди тени, Ключ совпадение. Yeah, that's right, I'm gonna rock all night. I'm the man of the party, player, what's up Now? Don't get mad 'cause I'm shining, better wait Your turn. Before you try to get a cake, Better get that bread. If you thinking it's a game, you gon' have To learn. I'ma tell you to your face, you Ain't got no chance. I'ma take my stand, I'ma take your pants. 'Cause when they know I'm in the place, you Ain't got no chance. One, two. Three, four. One, two. Lunchtime. Three, four. Crunch time. Lyrics that I spit to make rain turn to Sunshine. Hit 'em with the punchline, catch 'em on The blind side. FLA to NY make the day Turn to nighttime. One, two. Lunchtime. Three, four. Crunch time. Lyrics that I spit to make rain Turn to sunshine. Hit 'em with the punchline, Catch 'em on the blind side. FLA to NY make the day turn to nighttime.