[Intro]
A grave with an epitaph upon:
"I died, but the mafia lives on" (Ah)
[Verse]
Inside SBI's fund stashes
Sweaty armpits of an MID's captain
New nobles under FSB's epaulets (FSB)
Snot of cocaine on state's MDF (MDF)
The photo has gone yellow
Like a wrapper "Karakum"
On it — Mihal Ivanych with Antikvar and Kum
Petersburg and two numbers on turn-over
I hide it is my shoe sole and then dissolve in the crossing
KGB's gang inner circle (gang)
Colombian canned meat stashes (cans)
Kuschevka's infinite branches (Kuschevka)
Basement sugar in a khrushchevka (Khrushchevka)
We crawled onto cramped prison's mattress
And now we are rapping for the Seoul sister (M-m-m)
For the guests of an armored yacht (yacht)
In depths of a coal mine there's a ray of light (Coal mine)
I slide like a water strider
Along Kadyrov street to the Rotenberg prospect
Distant and nobody's, like Surgutneftegas (-neftegas)
I stick here and there, stick out like a third eye (third eye)
I'll emigrate to a one-bed rental flat
I masturbate to my ex-girlfriend
In half-darkness a half-moon in a half-mask
Watches as I make myself a coffee Lubyansk-style
[Chorus]
Ah, just another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day
Just another day, another day, another day, another day