RED BULL 64 BARS – ALESHEN Lyrics (English Translation) – Red Bull Wersy

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[Verse]
The process of this path imposes too much pressure
Prepare for me to impose a lot of content
Shen, like Black Mirror, the glass doesn’t break, I’m on a session
Your types are uncertain, jump to the center for Mensil
Synthetic style on long, wild paths
It leads where normal types probably can’t enter
Siberian cold is on me, I only have to make fire
On this path, you definitely won’t do without fear
The scene is fu*king boring, the same season over and over
I can listen to them until the end, only without sound
A bit weak, that I myself I’ve fu*ked myself up many times trying to change something in this barn, several times in a row
A different kind of pain inside me, nothing will hurt me anymore
A slightly crooked deal, it was supposed to help, it could have killed
A pile of horny fans, only music between us
I’m well fu*ked up, with each year on a larger scale
64 verses, 6.3 AMG Shen, more ready than ever
The form is overflowing, since I changed this fu*king topic, which was destroying
We eat the scene with novelty with gusto, because the appetite is non-stop wolfish
Fu*k rap standards, although I won’t deny it, my wallet has gained weight
The map is huge And doing this project for the whole of Bytom shout-out
Here people they get lost, like hay in a casino And I won’t lie
I could put together a good scandal for six dozen lines of beating around the bush
I know what you want, every weekend smoke, dirty snow And liters of lean, a flight as long as a VIN number
When I started rapping, my closest bro told me “stop rapping”
Now the same bro, he rocks to it, like a tic patient at the neurologist’s
Young man, look, life is perverse, like goods on a axis
I almost fu*ked him, (?) a black river (?)
Now from studio to studio through studio to studio, I do it every morning And I do it too late
To burn diesel like another round we drive through the city aimlessly
Fu*k suckers And every guy, which equals zero
The next verse is supposed to have too much anger, in fact without it I wouldn’t have the lyrics
Count on losing, if you piss me off at the entrance
It’s all about money all the time, months pass by for gray days
We want to have sparkling diamonds, views at least a bit like Beyonce
Everyone goes for them at a gallop, because prosperity is one thing, and passion is another And to fu*k up the game equals the bank, shout-out for the mother, what do you understand slang
GUGU GANG has already broken up a bit, such is the nature of this land

What unites and divides, is a guy who’s done so much s*it that you can’t whitewash it
And they still had it, it won’t change as easily as the color of the fela
What year has it been, fu*k tell me, count it
Fu*k it, I’m starting a new day
A new day, new swag, new chance
This life I have, it used to be a dream
I’m playing a festival and a fire station, time to go back
Three hundred an hour, compulsive behavior, I was going to the top floor, I got stuck in an elevator
He asks where the old Shen is, the old Shen is “XD”
People put on masks (?)
He asks what flavor, when I fu*ked up the system, I have a big plan, but don’t confuse it with a squeak
Every time I start, it’s, hah, with a squeak
She says, that I feel magic to the line, ma³a
I know what you can do for attention, ma³a
My track is “best” on the playlist, write, ma³a
Ma³a, I put letters together like fu*king Shakespeare, ma³a
I spent New Year’s Eve in a psychiatric ward, I spent my birthday in rehab
You take two steps back, and I have maybe two steps to the top right away
I spent it on the grass, they write that I put Bytom on the map
I remember taking two different topics to somehow pay the installment for the apartment
I’m too down to earth, the chemistry in my head is asking to be peeled off
Once there were tons too much greenery, and now tons too little green
Despite this, cleanliness is valued, when I fall on my face, it’s the brothers who give me hope
In real life there’s daddy, when he’s mania, it’s girls, you don’t have to make my bed, this night will be heavy, this night will be heavy
I live in a cloud and fu*king nerves
Good thing I have a muse, it flies from heart to heart
A clean slate, otherwise I can lose
My kidney knows Mendeleev by heart