Петербургское гетто

Nine months of autumn, two - winter one - summer
Welcome to the ghetto of Petersburg
Here angel dust dust replaced books
Did you get into my world try to survive here

My ghetto steel halls of the Hermitage.
The player on repeat'e Schnittke and not Biggie.
I remember my first form of shocking -
All stared into the box when I read the book.
The army does not make me a man,
My man made law school SUSI.
Khlebnikov and MF DOOM - the root causes of
Bitching nasheGA St.-Petersburg Hip Hapa!
In this city of history on the walls of buildings:
In graffiti and plaques;
Stray dogs and rampant drug addiction,
My rap - it old school Mayakovsky!
Crazy redhead jumped words
Swearing lurch from squeak squeak before.
And long giggled someone's head
Pulling out from the crowd like a radish.

Here repression weather like meteo Gulag under Stalin
In the summer as in the pan, autumn knee-deep in shit.
In winter, snow drifts stoned three-meter spring it all melts.
Here, people do not just live, but all year round ohuevayut.
In September, the city was covered with aluminum cap,
Sunbathing needed in summer, more sun will not, baby.
In this case, there is no particular choice but to hide in the basement of clubs
Libraries, reading rooms, wrapped in a fur coat from books and newspapers.
In muzyah while away the fucking white nights,
When you can not sleep even if you really want.
And look for the fifth time & quot; Wings of Desire & quot ;, that they might fall asleep,
But is not the point. Around one longing!
And every Wednesday bydlacha affects.
And if the group & quot; Krovostok & quot; - This is a typical Moscow,
& Quot; He Yong & quot; - No more than a typical north-west.

Nine months of autumn, two - winter one - summer
Welcome to the ghetto of Petersburg
Here angel dust dust replaced books
Did you get into my world try to survive here