Текст песни Sight mc - Когда небо падёт на землю с незримых высот

around you all the shit in white self mega-Victor vulgar
but under the eye of my imaginary armies
already you Victor for a long time and your jokes zhopny
to pull you to the bottom of what was in their stomachs
your fans empty the same as your solo
not in one song there is a verse in the sense he is not worthy
as if he was no rhyme carry someone favor
will not change position on the cancer a little more dignified posture
you need for your glory in its critical dose
How nice to be a hero without remembering what you poser
How nice to be vulgar when you little loser
Nitsche still grow up was presented to Pope Lend-kruyzer
Given Nitsche and not say that the blame Putin
do you know Victor you're right, he stirs up against thee ceto
you are in the songs that you Petrosian sharply Che Guevara
they say you are so exposer not carry all the impact
Victor is not a superman with so witty
joker-Rhymer-scholar had not yet received the tambourine
until he grabbed a tambourine sit there in silence and think
rap that you do need a doula hares from rifles

the one who flies brightest usually finishes first flight
so the probability is small to realize that the purpose chose the wrong
and when the sky will fall on the ground with unseen heights
Victor understands that he has spent his life in the void

Victor you thought you were the master but you even cue Fasti
will spare no trample on fire future strife
when you're at the bottom of all the forgotten bored
and home life for a bit impose all their claws
and thou shalt be ahuevshy how it all happened
what a life he spent at the mercy tell vite
in the language of a corn sortirny humor left
Vita memory of the days where he played against the rules
where he played in the game that the only goal of an illusion
King Victor cynicism was well right Machiavelli
King rhyming jokes within Viti empty
and only on the bottom of bile clot resembles art

Victor you're lousy at your jokes pieces
Only those who break the same posey
If you disassemble a hundred small Belts
still will not pull you on Victor word classic

as Nescafe Classic is far from grains
and so our miracle-Victor as a semi-finished product
in his infamous jokes hilarious and fun all
But Fedorov mount your rap for the connoisseur
I saw a photo in touch wherever onyx someone
kisses in the ear Vityusha there clearly Victor flows
I can imagine that the more you do it in the dressing room
pictured Victor Six onyx but is offset

the one who flies brightest usually finishes first flight
so the probability is small to realize that the purpose chose the wrong
and when the sky will fall on the ground with unseen heights
Victor understands that he has spent his life in the void