Текст песни Royal x Алекс Эйт - 01 Судьба

Royal:
You have fate, I also have
I want to break through or somehow climb
I affirm in the rapper there is no place for the weak
And life can strike at a blow.
To not happen, do not fall on your knees
And then you will become sand and pass between the gap.
Fate in life selects the best
Choosing something better for yourself
Don't give up, everything will be fine with you
I must take everything into his own hands. Clear?
I have one goal in my life, one fate
Almost healthy and do not smoke tobacco
What can happen on your way
Raising the fragments from lost love
A difficult thing life - I don't understand her.
Killing time, I delve into the rap.

Chorus:
Summarizing us - I find out one
In life there may be fateful evil.
Not broken in spirit, rappers with experience
We resist the batter without gold.
Poverty for crazy, we have a countdown
Fate awaits to visit those whose lives of handwriting
Foreign hands of the fingertips lead someone,
The deck of cards is a lot, but very convincing.

Royal:
Maybe you don't like my track
But I write for myself, it does not concern you.
Fate is a staircase to your success,
If a strong person, you will bypass.

I stand with myself in front of you
I don’t know what's the program, what's next.
My friend beginner rapper, (then, now no)
There is already a track, (even EP, maybe there will be a mixed)

I know everything will work out for us (and it turned out),
(Royal became a drummer), Alex issued a release.
I need to study and someday I will not attend
And I can calmly achieve everything here.

Alex Eight:
This was my first track before rewriting
Thanks to Royal, I dragged into the rapper.
You can’t hear the old version anymore,
Where the modest Lyoshkin reads out of two thousand tenth.

Chorus:
Summarizing us - I find out one
In life there may be fateful evil.
Not broken in spirit, rappers with experience
We resist the batter without gold.
Poverty for crazy, we have a countdown
Fate awaits to visit those whose lives of handwriting
Foreign hands of the fingertips lead someone,
The deck of cards is a lot, but very convincing.

Alex Eight:
Life is a path where there are a lot of fate
Maybe you will condemn you, in fact, more than once.
But do not graze us before.
Fate - threw such a thing, it will not become normal life
Even with the advice of fortunetellers, the Nostradamus himself is blind.

Then help, then a knife in the back expect from her,
Can play a symphony on the nerves,
Running is useless - he wants, breaks you like cookies with a prediction - half.

Remember who you really are, he will overcome
The tests she prepared, not the rapper, whose babble
It sounds lovely to the music, but in the real world it does not work like that anymore.

My fate is a musical procession,
They bent all mine to burn the works,
Demons imprisoned in these sentences,
But the music is foreseen before birth.

Chorus:
Summarizing us - I find out one
In life there may be fateful evil.
Not broken in spirit, rappers with experience
We resist the batter without gold.
Poverty for crazy, we have a countdown
Fate awaits to visit those whose lives of handwriting
Foreign hands of the fingertips lead someone,
The deck of cards is a lot, but very convincing.

Alex Eight:
The years of life were taught - in the song, the main thing is not rhyme, but your meaning and motive.
And our happiness is next to us, but often pushing it. Turn around and just be yourself.
Rhyme, as I want, as Arab a couple with a shot,
I keep your brain in a musical captivity, I will not release.
Retrored, because then he did not understand: what is fate?

Chorus:
Summarizing us - I find out one
In life there may be fateful evil.
Not broken in spirit, rappers with experience
We resist the batter without gold.
Poverty for crazy, we have a countdown
Fate awaits to visit those whose lives of handwriting
Foreign hands of the fingertips lead someone,
The deck of cards is a lot, but very convincing.