Archeologist - Saint-P Live | Текст песни

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Great deal of respect, how could you forget basic laws of understanding the fact, that the best things in this life usually not perfect as you guess

Mystical events still chase me in this city
I love every street of this labyrinth even too greedy
However I'm tired even to talk about these meetings
All I want is still exist here as a musician

Group of white punks, got nothing to lose and to find
Crazy moves are special art, not stupid illness as you like
Cops don't even try to approach close
All they got in mind is how to look across

20 men in one room, every eyes see movies
All exits are closed, all their words are bullets
No high expectations, just no criminal drama and no twiddling ones thumbs including blunt ashes

Ride through the city, don't spare your emotions
No long way to go back too similar to oceans
Space gorgeous, ain't heard music that worth it
I prefer cool stuff but hard music knows it

(Hook)
Saint-P live from my ill vibes
We live for today and behave smart
Autumn leaves dont inspire us
Drug culture keep worry us

Barrels of fire beats, books of hard rhymes
Experience of life is important too, always play nice
Nobody need to crack the ground to find damn treasure
Be simple as a rock and we'll break all your measures

I don't give a damn, if you good or you bad
Give me some extra cup, I will forget your name
Point of view play your ass and cripple rasp places
East without west is like settled panels

Plot of everything, the highest of conditions
Meet a man in your house, let's speak riches
Nowhere to go after, but the plan is done
Better do all orders, no time to discuss

Hood appreciated, thoughts will go far
Uncountable number of nights that would never stop
Place yourself on my place, it's a real fun
High as fuck debates, rap congress prowl

Five o clock adventure, time is still ticking
Turn on your light speed, got no time for reading
Clean fire wake you, dirty weed inspire
Clean music kill you, street help for survival

(Hook)
Saint-P live from my ill vibes
We live for today and behave smart
Autumn leaves dont inspire us
Drug culture keep worry us