Кто как играет [Kto kak igrayet] [English translation]

[Verse 1]

On the only known planet with life,

on the largest continent,

in the heart of the largest city,

in the largest in area of ​​the country

We're surrounded by seven high-rises, nine train stations,

underpasses, bypass channels,

staircases, brownstones 1 and housing projects 1

Then something started.

I threw some seeds on a green underpass.

I wanted to plant a tree.

And there was a root in the crack of the tile

on the landing, under my door.

And even though I was small, I saw... (What?)

...that it was a weed. So, I pulled it out and ate it.

And from that day on, it's somehow strange, but it's still right.

I'm fully invested to it, to this day

Chorus]

Who's playing and how? Who's soaring and where?

Who's downloading and what? Who gets a kick out of what?

(x4)

Verse 2]

Everything is stupid, some kind of rap, mother blankin' whatever,

Damn it! Like you damn it! Yo!

What's all this about? What for?

Each new sprout has a new verse for everyone.

And my verse is exclusive to me.

Some research center's experiment has radiated out to you.

Take your seats to my beginners 101 class.

Ladies and gentlemen

I sat down, inhaled and thought

What can I do? What brilliant ideas do I have?

Through the smoke and the city noise

I counted my pros and cons,

and the tally was

that I found, all is not lost, in fact everything's mostly good.

I still have more than a half a brain left working.

Let me rephrase, in life I have two favorite things:

weed and rap.

And I don't remember much of it. They never gave me cause to.

Stop loving dope so much, as strange as it is.

You can’t walk around the streets with it. It's a fact.

But those on top know who's real, and who's a faker.

1. a. b. soviet housing projects

• Artist:Guf
• Album:Gorod Dorog