[Translation of "сын" (son)]
[Intro]
Maslo, maslo, maslo
Maslo, maslo, maslo
Maslo (maslo)
Maslo, maslo, maslo
Maslo, maslo, maslo
Maslo (maslo)
[Verse]
Yes, this is maslo – tmin, tmin
I forget my blunt, like a prick on skin – laze
Yes, this is nine, and nine of us, like reasons, son
Nine reasons, to run the clip dry into them, son
We'll take everything we want, son
Wet and dry, son – don't let others take what's yours, son
I'm not alone, there won't be enough guillotines, son
This isn't "Jim Beam"
And Kazakhstan is, damn, truly unique, son
Beyond years are weed and cocaine, son
We don't talk nonsense, son, we don't talk nonsense, son
We only dismembеr there – we don't talk nonsеnse, son
[Chorus]
In your face clapping, phone "ring-ring"
Into memory fighting, on guard – tmin, tmin
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
In your face clapping, phone "ring-ring"
Into memory fighting, on guard – tmin, tmin
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
And we'll fly up, son
[Outro]
(In your face)
- What good is it?
(Phone)
- Or what is there?
- Another one here
(In your face)
- To the left
- Come here
(Phone)
- There's another one
(In your face)
(Phone)
- Do I help him?
- No
(In your face)
- Another one
- Guys, that's fucked
- Come the fuck on
- Ha-ha-ha
(Phone)
- Cunt
- There was one on the shore