Just look in my eyes
Just look in my eyes and youll see russian paradise
Just look in my eyes and youll see russian paradise x4
Hello, my name is Vasya and Im from Rostov on Don
And right now making rap on the microphone
I show you real hood, very very bad hood
No shoes, no home and bad food
But this is my roots, my truth,
Addidas boots and cap Chicago Bulls
Cops wanna catch me every day and every night
But I am not afraid, thats my Parliament light
Yesterday, I installed Skype on my comp
But they cut off the light in my home
Im not loosing hope, its better to live in this go
Than go away and sell a soul
Somebody shot some brave heart
Somebody little fish, somebody blood shark
Somebody meet somebody and kill somebody
Hands (zestoboti sno) have some money
My Escalade is like Boing 747
I start in this round at eleven
The time is 1145
This is my life, my mind and my fly
Im driving from my piece of a buy
Hand move my money to Dubai or Patai
This is russian ground, this is russian sky.
Sorry mama, Im a gangsta - very bad guy.
Hi I am Vitya, from EKB
City of Ekaterina, 287 years
I write my rap, only for you
Because you say Man, this is true
Today I go our studio Gazgolder
And create on computer a "New folder".
J push rack rack,
I sing rap rap,
Microphone check check,
This is real shit shit.
Mama i miss you, coming soon, I go home
I cry, when then I see my photo album
I dont forget about my bereza friend
Moscow is great, I create new rap
i dont have here girlfriend,
My last girl say "Fuck you man,
Fuck your rap".
Because I smoke everyday Marihuana,
Marihuana Itsa number onna
I play playstation on plasma in my flat,
Tekken 6, Mortal Kombat vs. Universe
I play games with my friends,
Yes, I like kill police on Vice City streets
Dear uncle, Im your nephew, son of your brother.
Grandson of your mother and your daughters cousin
Aunt says that you lives in the USA
Sorry for mistakes, google translate
Yesterday I opened my bank account
Please send me dollars in any amount
Visa already in passport, Im going fast
You and Aunt, will be my mother and father.
Long time ago, when I was a kid,
Bad guys teached me, how to smoke weed.
Now I have no bad habits, silent black rabbits,
I call it G-training, made me happy and friendly.
I have a dream , my dear uncle Vova
I will fly to you very soon, Ural to Iowa
A kiss to your children, my letter is over.
У тебя там Paradise, а тут хуево.