[Verse 1]
For what can I die, what can I die for?
According to the kid behind the computer, I am talented
I may not see them accept me while I am still alive
If I die, I might definitely appear on your homepage tomorrow
When my story ends, looka at the Stories, I am sure you'll see my face
"Was not this kid really talented?" "Is not this Motive?"
Thanks for your support, we could have seen this while we were alive
Now rejoice that another young body has left this game
My funeral might bе crowded, remembеr, like our brother Vio
Or in a few days, I’ll only see my family at my grave
"So Moti, are you afraid of death, like Tupac, like Biggie?"
The streets of Besse; you feel like death is chasing you, it is your turn
Turn your paranoia into reality (Turn your paranoia into reality)
I wanted to improve my talent, I can say that I am scared these days
God, have mercy once, I will stay away from your prayers
Did you call my brother to your side so I could get closer?
Fake environment, faces, feelings; no emotion
The news changes, it will be forgotten; nobody gives any help
Of course I will not going to beg for support while I am alive
If you will remember this when I am gone, I do not need it
I do not care, do not listen me; I can not ramble, that is certain and clear
It is not about how I sound, what is important that is what I say over the beats
Compress the words and bring them to the most meaningful state
Everything I've done is not just to become a simple hashtag when I die
[Chorus]
I want to be immortal (Yeah, immortal, immortal)
Ha, immortal
Let the day turn to night
Ha, turn, turn
I want to be immortal
(Ah, immortal, ah, immortal, ah, immortal)
Let the day turn to night, hah
Let the day turn to night (Let it)

[Verse 2]
Those days used to always start with a hunger (Let it turn to night)
Now there is distance from all those days I spent without eating
Now it is not about being sad, every minute of my laughter is important (Let it turn to night)
This power is not futile, if you are going to destroy it, my death is necessary
Know your line, punk, if you are going to draw another one, make it an exclamation (Let it turn to night)
Do not look for faults, see what I've done, I will not die without peace of mind
If you live like a punk every moment, you might need to die (Let it turn to night)
You always entered home after everyone else, your conscience is blind bro
You loved the streets more than home; look, your conscience is blind bro
Your ears heard better than a dog’s, do not be blind bro
Wines were drunk more than promises, look and see
This neighborhood made me think, "Should I jump from this floor?" bro
People thinks about suicide without knowing it, than say, "Weed is good and always on my table,"
May your liver burn but never be heartless
Melody always takes; look, memorize the back streets
Don't be left without a guide whenever the melody takes you
Everyone wants the sun to rise first
For the darkness to disappear, because eyes are on me
I am afraid to wake up, wondering who will be
Wondering who will be next to me when I wake up
What is the cost, planet? What's the cost of this?
In the end, fate takes what it finds
What isthe cost? Talent. What's the cost? Happiness
I want to sleep more than I want my songs to be popular