Songtexte:
Jet Boys

Erokha Я видел много звезд (вновь) на небе Я видел лунной красоты Они похожи на тебя Красивые облака Пусть солнце сверкает как она Пусть будет ночь да

Erokha: Я родился там, где не живут, а выживают В тех местах, где беспредел порядком называют Где «полиция» и «закон» - это лишь только слова. И каждый

but you can try to sell him short, but you cant FUCK with his last joint or the before and he was gonna raise hell like them country boys if you confront

new When they used to be clean - And I've got a Mama whose a hummer Whose keeping me alive While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys She's working

me and my boys Eyes clash and claws slash and green eyed fur goes flyin' Midnight cat fight neck bite die When you're a jet you're a jet all the way

Pythons Down at the First Street station Alliances have been made in alleyways All across the nation These boys live off the milk of a silver jet And

: [feat. Skepta] [Skepta:] The bad boys are back Blowin up shh like a bomb in Iraq Diddys in white, I'm in all black It's about to get real grimey So

yet dawg the private jet bowin topless. [Chorus:] Guns blaze when I shine. Nigga wish quick. No startin I'm the shootin kind. Front page all the time. You boys

join a monastery Go out and preach young addicts straight Where will I be when I wake up next to a stranger On a passenger plane, passenger plane Permanent jet