[The lyrics of the song «Everything will be fine»] [English Translate]


[Intro: Anq]
Hey, man?
Man, everything's going to be okay, I'm telling you
Now we'll do something, and everything will be exactly as you wanted


[Verse 1: Anq]
Everything will be fine
We'll be swapped, I'm not dying of the shame
I know, I do, doing jack shit, street education
Avoid meeting me

Everything will be fine as long as you're out cold
Our team is on the task in the building without delay
Where everyone's fucked, I'm an impresario
You're not MC, you're grannies at the bazaar, yo

Everything will bе fine, you all have the samе fuck
For each and every one of the fuckers
Hip-hop has died, it will be good for all of you, splendid
Everything will be fine, because you're asshole

And I'm walking, and I'm smoking, and I'm not thinking at all
And I'm not upset, as long as my team is united
They aren't high on, and everything will be fine
That's what I'm talking about (uh, fuck)
(And me? What about me? And me?)

[Verse 2: Crash]
Everything will be fine, your corpse is pale yellow
You're lecturing about life, fuck you!
Everything will be fine when you finna get the powder
You'll find yourself roting away by looking into black bag

Everything will be fine, what did you find in it?
What you saw in the wonderland, you hide it under hood
Everything will be fine wherever you go
Your demons will give you a major fire show

Everything will be fine, it's warm even in winter
When you're high as hell, thinking your mind's on a roll
Everything will be fine, because you know it
All those whom you trust will throw you for the drug dose

Everything will be fine, people like to eat some shit
Drinking shit, and live as shit, they've been a shit for long
Everything will be fine, there is hope in your eyes
Drunk, pulling away somewhere discouraged hope


[Verse 3: MarikMarakesh]
Everything will be fine, your guys will stab you with a knife
If you're crazy in the head that means then you're armed now
Our music, being born, forthwith gets into a trouble
Those who possess wealth are deprived of the joy
Everything will be fine, they'll find you behind garage
What does a homeless person feel when someone calls him fucking bum?
It will be better tomorrow, but the sun has not risen
And it's like I'm in Marseille under the French in a Peugeot

Everything will be fine, in penguin suit you look so dumb
Before going to bed a fop will pull pajamas on
You mixed up a tampon and a service round once more
Do you use a raincoat when you do fuck the law?

Everything will be fine, but if it not, then we'll wait
My lyrics are like fat man in a white under the rain
There are no guilty people here, everyone is misjudged
And every slave, in essence, wants to feel like he's a chief