Текст песни KAFE - 2040

Нахуй Сайбервиль
Джунгли Метропии сбережёт призрак
Я предвидел этот шаг
Битва длится почти 500 лет, теперь ты Фантом

The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, эй
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, я, я
The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, эй
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, я, я

Шел мой год, о мой бог
Purple swag это мой дом, ведь я Фантом
Они ноют, за спиной мув не понять
На своей волне кручусь я, да и в рот вас всех ебать
Это факт, 2040 - KAFE старт, вызываю гиперцикл, оставляя в дураках
Всех ублюдков, cyber shot - я предвидел этот шаг
Ведь Метропия - Saint-P, а флоу как будто автомат, тра-та-та-та

The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, эй
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, я, я
The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, эй
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, я, я

Будто cyber shot, эй
Ведь Метропия - Saint-P, а флоу как будто автомат, тра-та-та-та

Fuck Cyberville
The jungle of Metropia will be saved by a ghost
I foresaw this move
The battle lasts almost 500 years, now you are a Phantom

The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, hey
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, me, me
The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, hey
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, me, me

My year has passed, oh my god
Purple swag is my home, because I'm a Phantom
They whine, you can’t understand behind your back
I'm spinning on my own wave, and fuck you all in the mouth
This is a fact, 2040 - KAFE start, causing a hypercycle, leaving you in the cold
All the bastards, cyber shot - I foresaw this move
After all, Metropia is Saint-P, and the flow is like an automatic machine, tra-ta-ta-ta

The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, hey
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, me, me
The Man Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, hey
The Man Who Cannot Die, Who Cannot Die
The Man Who Cannot Die, me, me

Like a cyber shot, hey
After all, Metropia is Saint-P, and the flow is like an automatic machine, tra-ta-ta-ta