Вот так и есть... )))) Мне всё по-барабану......

That's how it is ...)))) I don't really care ...))))))

The same familiar people
All the same portraits in the background
And I want new preludes
I want new symphonies
I want to drink 200
With any bystander
And in the news bulletins
The same familiar faces

And you roll the wheel, roll the wheel
Roll out of here, roll the wheel
Get out of here and that's it

Know who invented the notes
Find and fill his face
That I have invented a little consonance
Invented few chords
So few pamper
little, shooting or fighting,
Close the window, I'm blowing
Close yourself, motherfucker

And you roll the wheel, roll the wheel
Roll out of here, roll the wheel
Get out of here and that's it

You digger or nigga
Teenager you or pager
Raver you or a player
Me a long time ago in parallel
I don't care
I'm all about the gun
Half a glass is enough for me
One pill for you

And you roll the wheel, roll the wheel
Roll out of here, roll the wheel
Get out of here and that's it