[Intro]
Alice decided that everything is possible
And then she spotted a small glass bottle on the table
- Drink me
- Try it? Oh, no no! It can be poison
Although it does not look like poison at all. (sound of the bottle being opened)
[Chorus]
I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it
In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people
What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?
A land of spells full of colorful cats
[Verse 1]
I with a mustache behind my ear, I just published "BORuto"
I fly with so-called flex, all covered with vodka
I'm wearing very fast shoes, my friend is faster
I say f*ck it a bro, he f*cked two times
I'm bouncing off
You will not bounce your virgin, you, let's be serious
My Venus, yours again favored Mars
Not your cat's panther Bambi
I left the blocks with my head to live without her
They ask for a photo, I quote Molesta
It was supposed to be a whore, make a transition
f*ck Gucci, I'm flying in a great tracksuit
He asks me if I will buy perfumes
Pato Rabanna chased, from Adrian
You do not get a receipt, but give it
I sputter on the soles, you talk to me, hustler
[Chorus]
I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it
In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people
What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?
A land of spells full of colorful cats (yaaaaaa)
[Verse 2]
Skinny Ed, you haven't see me without a cap
These times like, what I can tell you baby
I wanted money, but I did not want to sit
As Johnny's board will not make a word out of me
As I pushed raps into the ether - they laughed
As I had one sweater - they laughed
And they did not dare laugh, because they dared to laugh
Those f*cking f*cking today I'm counting hajs
These concerts are like Bohemian Grove (what ?!)
The ritual gives me a sauce
And do not tell me that we will record something I believe
Because honestly, I was the feat of the year, and I want to be a rookie year
(really, f*ck you)
This and that's all
I did not take cash for anything, you know how it turned out?
They did not listen to what I think, my beloved hip-hop
[Chorus]
I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it
In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people
What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?
A land of spells full of colorful cats