Текст песни Pharaoh - Ничего не изменилось

[Verse 1: PHARAOH]
Poor upstart Mo, I was raised in the winter
It is no longer a trap, it's a cemetery, son
The new programs, a new Blunt, to the quarter and into the darkness
Incinerate, I run out of the smoke boomerang

I like the evil of those tapes, I'm skinny, as if death
I prirezhu your money and make you look
These bitches like succubi, we would always doorpost
And the fact that I'm not in a rush, do not spend a single second

This building is burning, the inquisitors in
I throw them aces, call me Gambit
Eyes out of their sockets, your bitch is dead
My light is lit tobacco thousand garlands

Get dressed to the party, wear a fashionable outfit
The walls of the club, in the box, jammed moths
I saw it from the bottom and looked at it from the top
Show us your mother, it brings you to the church

[Bridge: PHARAOH]
Here the dead dynasty
He was buried at the bit, nothing we have here does not hold
From the tomb heard gnashing
With me two bad bitches like Mary-Kate and Ashley

[Hook: PHARAOH]
Nothing changed
You ask mercy from death