МОЙ КАЛАШНИКОВ [Moy kalashnikov] [English translation]

[Intro]:

Ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

[Chorus]:

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

[Verse 1, FACE]:

I woke up and I brushed my teeth.

Ordered food, kissed you in the lips.

I love the indoor vibe, I'm not a fan of clubs.

Young rock-star, pop-star Gubin (Andrey).

Last year I was (???) my hair, like I'm Agutin (Leonid).

I'm not talking about humor, bitch, but we're shooting.

Two whores from Volgograd are asking me to blow them.

Ha, again? No, we won't.

We'll sleep together, since we need to drive to south next.

Why do I need whores, when I made the country go around.

"Are you FACE? Can I have a photo?" — Someone's girlfriend telling me.

Of course you can, don't be shy, I'm not that rude.

[Chorus]:

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

[Verse 2: FACE]:

My father raised me, not a pussy.

For the sake of money, I won't shame a corporation.

Guf broke my heart, when he became trash.

Do you seriously believe that you can't say "I slipped"?

You're such a pussy, that you make TikToks.

I have a Yarigin, I don't need an foreign Glock.

I love my district, and no, I'm not calling it a block.

I have grass on my map, that ain't a plant.

Keep being a human even if you live for the money.

Don't make anyone turn themselves into a weakling.

My Kalashnikov will bring death to those, who want to become a king.

You've got over 20, but you're not torn apart from your mom.

[Chorus]:

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, then suffer, then die, and fly to heaven.

We, we, we ain't afraid of nothing.

Good night, sleep tight, my Kalashnikov.

• Artist:FACE
• Album:SLIME