Lyrics of the song Oxxxymiron - City under the sole. Oxxxymiron - City under the sole lyrics Let's start line by line analysis

Is it the Don, is the Volga flowing? Knapsack - on the shoulder
Pain in the chest - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key
How many more miles? The short flight didn't count
Long dusty comb, the van is filled with boxes of merchandise
We believe - you'll be lucky, our beds are portable
There are two ways for a minstrel: a corporate party or an apartment party
The schemes are of the same type. Everyone's an MC now
After all, having given birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here
Now rap is multi-party. Having produced battles
I look in the mirror like, “How much trouble have you caused!?”
I would enslave all rap, but I'm always on the road
The industry has a nervous tic, Valocordin has angina pectoris
Convene the court, but the winners are not judged
We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became human
Don't fuck around! I put it on you, servants, five times
After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus

Past poplars and fields of ripe bread
Where are Yesenin’s ghosts, the cross, the prayer service, the oil
From the minivan I see the earth, I see the sky above it
We will overcome everything, if not, then I'm not an Aquarius
Our land drowns singletons like puppies
Was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchi, Ilya - more than family
I made a bomb at night as hard as I could
I wanted so much to belong to something bigger than me.
The world is empty, at least get to know every second one
I am not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member
AY! Spare me your panaceas
Homemade Paracelsus, because for me *throwing around is an end in itself
Tired? We don't give a damn, Tony Stark, as standard
A couple of countries, highways. Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moscowabad
Passports, stage noise, in great demand
Whether on the Moscow Ring Road to the start, or to Madagascar (You know!)

All my rap, in short, is about the fact that
Which year is which city under the sole
Uphill when rushing. Then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole
City under the sole, city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom
You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole

Give me strength here, don’t collapse or break
There is a route and there is a settlement on the route
And they are waiting for us there today. Whiner, don't be feminine
Ruslan has travel soundtracks on his deck
Again *bloody sleepy, again rise before dark
Armored again, road again, bag on your back
Everything is in a hurry, the field is shitty, raining, cloudy
Bridge to Asgard - after, just let him be lucky with transport
I make every verse a self-portrait
An hour to check, rapping like a speech therapist under stress
Stencil on parapets: logo on the wall everywhere
My teaching is for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet
I am a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood
Wipe your ass with napkins - and that’s it, mark “Good”
They used to say, “I wouldn’t go on reconnaissance missions with him.”
I didn’t go on tour with you - you didn’t pass the test (Houmie, know!)

My rap, in short, is about the fact that
Which year is which city under the sole
Uphill when rushing. Then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole
City under the sole, city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom
You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole

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In this article we will explain complex words and expressions in the song.

You can find the full lyrics to this song by following the link >

Verse one

Phrase " knapsack on shoulder" hints at a mixtape, you can verify this by looking at the cover of the mixtape.

“Chest pain - there’s a secret place there, opened with a crowbar, not with a key”
A crowbar is a tool that is usually used to break open doors when a key is missing.

“Long dusty scratch, van full of boxes of merchandise.”
Oksimiron has his own online store of his personalized clothing. In addition to the Internet, merch can also be purchased at concerts, so when you go to a city for a performance, you come to take a lot of clothes with you; often a separate van is filled with merch.

"We believe - you'll be lucky, our beds are portable"
The word “portable” refers to things that are small and easy to carry. During concert tours, it is not always possible to go to a hotel and sleep in a comfortable bed, so the artist often has to sleep anywhere.

"There are two ways for a minstrel: a corporate party or an apartment party"
A minstrel is a person who writes music or poetry. With this line, Miron means the choice that sooner or later every musician has to make: sell out and do what the producer says (while earning good money) or do what you want (respectively, fight for every penny, but defend everything their principles).

“After giving birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here”
Miron reminds the listener that it is thanks to him that Russian rap has its position today. It is worth noting that Oksimiron has invested a lot in the rap industry. After his appearance in this genre, the number of rap fans increased sharply.

"Now rap is multi-party. Having spawned battles"
Officially, Miron is not the creator of any battle, but many battle rap fans attribute the creation of the popular battle “Versus” to him.

"Convene a court, but the winners are not judged"
This phrase has become an aphorism in the Russian language. It was first used by Catherine II. Suvorov launched an assault on the Turtukai fortress, contrary to the orders of his commander, and he managed to capture the fortress. Catherine II stopped the trial because of Suvorov's act, explaining that the winners are not judged.

"We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became human beings"
Miron hints that he and his friends were the first Russian rappers to become independent people.

“After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus”
Pithecanthropus is an ancient man whose jaw protruded strongly forward. Myron plays with words, hinting that his performances are very powerful.

Chorus

"I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole"
Gulliver is a character from the fairy tale of the same name who finds himself in the city of Lilliput, this city is so small that it fits under the sole of his shoe. Miron once again plays with words, these lines indicate a huge number of cities that Miron visited during his tours.

Verse two.
"We will overcome everything, if not, then I am not an Aquarius"
Oksimiron's zodiac sign is Aquarius, and as you know, representatives of this sign are very stubborn and achieve their goals at all costs.

"Our land drowns singletons like puppies"
If a dog gives birth to puppies, and there is no place to put them, then they are drowned.

"There was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchi, Ilya - more than family"
Oxy lived a huge amount in London, he had no friends or relatives in Russia, but after his arrival he met Ocher, Porchi and Ilya, who is now closer to him than family. The four of them share a tattoo on their leg that means “Life on the Road.”
A little about each of them:
Ocher is Miron’s first and only backing vocalist (except for joint performances with, for which they served as each other’s backing vocalists), but at concerts Ocher hides his face behind a mask, at first his identity was not known to the public, but then he was noticed tattoos on the legs and arms, thanks to which it was determined that Ocher is Johny Rudeboy.
- beatmaker, London friend of Oksimiron.
Ilya Mamai is the founder of a concert organizing agency. It is he who organizes all of Miron’s performances.

“I made a bomb at night as hard as I could”
Myron compares his track to a bomb.

“The world is empty, at least get to know every second person”
Myron never liked loneliness, he always wanted to be part of some company. Since childhood, he had no friends due to first the language and then the financial barrier.

"I'm not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member"
If you look at any Komsomol advertising poster, you will notice that all the people on it are always smiling. They resemble robots more than humans.

"AY! Spare me from your panaceas Homemade Paracelsus, because for me fucking is an end in itself"
A panacea is a medicine that can cure all diseases. They have been developed by alchemists for a long time, but the experiments were not successful, so this medicine remains a myth.
Paracelsus is an alchemist who spent his entire life searching for a panacea.

"Tired? We don't give a damn, Tony Stark is the standard"
Tony Stark, better known as Iron Man. With this line, Myron says that he does not pay attention to fatigue and, overcoming all difficulties, he will move towards his goal, like Tony Stark.

"A couple of countries, highways. Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moscowabad

Passports, stage noise, in great demand

Either on the Moscow Ring Road, at the start, or on Madagascar (You know!)"

Miron says that it doesn’t matter to him where exactly his concert will take place. He will still come and perform his best.

Verse three

"Ruslan has soundtracks for the trip on his deck"
Ruslan is the driver who takes Miron and his team on tour.

“Everything is in a hurry, the field is shitty, raining, cloudy”
We're talking about the difficulties of touring.

"Bridge to Asgard - after, just let him be lucky with transport"
Asgard is a mythical fortress that is located in the skies. What Miron means is that while he is alive, he is going to go to concerts, and the only thing he wants is to be lucky with ride-shares.

“An hour to check, we rap like a speech therapist under a marathon”
An hour to check - this means that before each concert, it takes about an hour to check the sound.

“My teaching is for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet”
Mohammed is the guy to whom Allah sent the Holy Scripture Koran.
Baphomet is one of the names of Satan.

"Am I a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood"
Here Miron points out that he does not consider himself a star, because his requirements during tours are minimal.

"They used to say, 'I wouldn't go on reconnaissance missions with him.'

I didn’t go on tour with you - you didn’t pass the test (Houmie, know!)"

This is a clear response to all the attacks of Myron’s former friend, Dima Shok. After the collapse of their joint label, Dima more than once touched Miron in his tracks and even challenged him to battles, but Oxy modestly remained silent. Apparently Shock's attacks began to irritate Myron, since he responded in a manner very unusual for him.

Also, if someone hasn’t seen the video for this song yet, you can do it right now.

Lyrics of the track “City Under the Sole”:

Verse 1:

Is it the Don, is the Volga flowing? Knapsack - on the shoulder

Pain in the chest - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key.

How many more miles? The short flight didn't count

A long dusty comb, the van is filled with boxes of merchandise.

We believe - we'll be lucky, our beds are portable,

There are two ways for a minstrel: a corporate party or an apartment party,

The schemes are of the same type. Everyone is MC now.

After all, having given birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here.

Now rap is multi-party. Having produced battles,

I look in the mirror like, “How much trouble have you caused!?”

I would enslave all the rap, but I'm always on the road,

The industry has a nervous tic, Valocordin has angina.

Convene a court, but the winners are not judged,

We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became people,

Don't fuck around! I put it on you, servants, five times,

After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus!

Chorus:

I'm not like Gulliver, but still, the city is under the sole,

Verse 2:

Past poplars and fields of ripe grain,

Where are Yesenin’s ghosts, the cross, the prayer service, the oil,

From the minivan I see the earth, I see the sky above it,

We will overcome everything, if not, then I am not an Aquarius.

Our land drowns singletons like puppies,

There was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchi, Ilya were more than family,

I made a bomb at night as hard as I could,

I so wanted to belong to something bigger than me.

The world is empty, at least get to know every second person,

I am not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member!

AY! Deliver me from your panaceas,

Homemade Paracelsus, because for me, fucking is an end in itself!

Tired? We don't give a damn, Tony Stark is the standard.

A couple of countries, highways. Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moscowabad.

Passports, the din of the stage, in great demand.

Either on the Moscow Ring Road to the start, or on Madagascar. (You know!)

Chorus:

All my rap, in short, is about the fact that

What a year, what a city is under the sole,

Uphill when you're rushing, then downhill when you feel sick,

City under the sole, city under the sole,

Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs,

I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom,

You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole!

Verse 3:

Give me strength here, don’t curl or break.

There is a route, and there is a settlement on the route.

And they are waiting for us there today. Whiner, don't be feminine

Ruslan has soundtracks for the trip on his deck!

Again the fuck is asleep, again it’s before dark,

Again the armored vehicle, again the road, the bag on your back,

Everything is in a hurry, the field is shitty, it’s raining, it’s cloudy,

Bridge to Asgard - after that, just let him be lucky with the transport.

I make every verse a self-portrait,

An hour to check, we rap like a speech therapist under a marathon,

Stencil on parapets: logo on the wall everywhere

My teaching is for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet.

I am a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood,

Wipe your ass with napkins - and that’s it, mark “Good.”

They used to say: “I wouldn’t go on reconnaissance with him.”

I didn’t go on tour with you - you didn’t pass the test (Houmie, know!)

Chorus:

My rap, in short, is about the fact that

What a year, what a city is under the sole,

Uphill when rushing. Then downhill, when you feel sick,

I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole,

City under the sole, city under the sole,

Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs,

I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom,

You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole!

Outro:

My whole life, whole-whole, whole life

Whole - whole, whole life on the road. (My whole life is a road).

Let's talk about the track in general: Oxxxymiron I actually wrote the track about myself, i.e. “The City Under the Sole” is, remotely, Oxxxymiron’s autobiography. In the track, he exalts himself at the head of rap and, naturally, humiliates other rap artists, but this is more a feature of the genre in general than of the artist in particular.

Let's start line by line analysis:

Verse 1:

« Is it the Don, is the Volga flowing? Knapsack - on the shoulder

Pain in the chest - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key»

- here Miron metaphorically reports his mental suffering, “chest pain - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key.” - this is a metaphor that tells us about a specific fact: someone deeply psychologically wounded Oksimiron.

« How many more miles? The short flight didn't count

Long dusty comb, the van is filled with boxes of merchandise.»

— some sources claim that the phrase “ How many more miles? - This is a reference to the film " 8th mile", specifically, to the work Eminem « Lose Yourself“, although it makes no sense to say this. " Long dusty scratch" is a slang statement meaning that Oksimiron's tour is long and dusty (this is due to the fact that the scale of Miron's tour (see) is very large), with the phrase " the van is filled with boxes of merchandise“, where “merch” (English merchandise) are goods with Oksimiron’s attributes, Miron reminds us of his own success (after all, “merch” is sold out incredibly quickly, so “you have to” literally fill the van in which Oksimiron travels with it.

« We believe - we'll be lucky, our beds are portable»

— here Miron talks about his belief in his own success and his lifestyle at the time of the tour.

« Our beds are portable»

— during the tour, Oksimiron and his entourage sleep wherever they need to.

« There are two ways for a minstrel: a corporate party or an apartment party»

- (minstrel, initially - a medieval poet, specifically in the track - any performer, musician, artist).

This line says that every talented performer has a choice: apartment or corporate (or, as Oksimiron said earlier: “Underground or corrupt asshole” (Gremlin’s Song)).

Those. the choice is this: either the performer pleases the audience, while receiving a lot of money, or performs what is interesting first of all to him, and then to those listening.

« The schemes are of the same type. Everyone is MC now.

After all, having given birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here.»

- before Miron, there was no diversity in Russian rap, there were only low-tech performers, but with the arrival of Oksimiron, interest in himself and in rap as a genre in general grew.

« Paradigm Shift" - a change in the canons of Russian rap, or, which is unlikely, a reference to the album of the American nu-metal group Korn "The ParadigmShift".

« Now rap is multi-party. Having produced battles,

»

— here Miron gives the facts:

• Rap is now extremely popular, the scale of this genre has increased greatly, and accordingly, a large number of rap artists have appeared.
• Oksimiron was involved in the creation of the most popular battle in Russia - Versus Battle, which has become an integral part of Russian battle culture.

« I look in the mirror like, “How much trouble have you caused!?”

I would enslave all rap, but I'm always on the road.»

- a reminder that Myron has achieved enormous success in his business, that he does not intend to stop at what has already been achieved, he “ always on the go"to new heights.

"U industry nervous tic, valocordin - angina pectoris.»

- There is tension in the rap industry,

« Valocordin – angina pectoris»

- a kind of honey. prescription (valocordin is a drug with a sedative (calming) effect, angina is a disease of the heart muscle, manifested by chest pain (Wikipedia)).

« Convene the court, but the winners are not judged»

— Myron emphasizes his own inviolability, his own greatness, perhaps the statement “ winners are not judged"belongs to Empress Catherine II - perhaps she used it to protect A.V. Suvorov, who they wanted to put on trial for disobeying an order. That is, Miron compares himself with Suvorov, he does not care about people with a different opinion, the fact remains that he is a winner.

« We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became human.»

— (Cro-Magnons are the closest ancestors of modern people) this line tells that Oksimiron’s team is the pioneers, a developing group that subsequently became very popular and has achieved a strong position in the life of modern society.

« Don't fuck around! I put it on you, servants, five times,

After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus!»

— Miron “recommends” other representatives of rap, calling them servants (servants are the lord’s servants under serfdom), to shut up, but immediately says that he doesn’t care about their opinion, that he “ put"on them - this controversial statements.

« We protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus!»

- comparative turnover (in Pithecanthropus, the ancient ancestor of man, the jaw protruded strongly forward relative to the “face”).

Chorus:

« All my rap, in short, is about the fact that

What a year, what a city is under the sole.»

- and again Miron insists that he has achieved great success, that he has visited many cities.

« Uphill when you're rushing, then downhill when you feel sick,

I'm not like Gulliver, but still, the city is under the sole.»

— Myron compares himself to Gulliver (“ Gulliver's Travels", author J. Swift), because the latter reached such a size that almost an entire city could be under his foot, and Miron himself is a great representative of his genre - that’s the analogy.

« Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs.»

- common occurrences on a long journey (referring to your own tour).

« I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom.»

- here Oxy again notes that he does not know what the path he has chosen will lead to (in rap), but, as was said earlier: “ We believe - you'll be lucky».

« You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole!»

- in this line Myron expresses contempt for men - slaves of women.

Verse 2:

« Past poplars and fields of ripe grain,

Where are Yesenin’s ghosts, the cross, the prayer service, the oil,

From the minivan I can see the earth, I can see the sky above it.»

— these lines simply describe the view from the car window.

« We will overcome everything, if not, then I'm not an Aquarius.»

- since Oksimiron was born on January 31, 1985, according to his zodiac sign he is Aquarius, i.e., in the above lines, Miron says that he will never give up (according to the text: if he gives up, then it’s not him.)

« Our land drowns singletons like puppies." - direct meaning.

« Was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchi, Ilya - more than family.»

— since Miron lived in England for a long time, initially he was a stranger in Russia, but now he has his own team, which he can call “ more than family"(Ocher: Miron's backing vocalist, who hides under a mask during performances, Porchy - rap artist and beatmaker, a native of Portugal (he met Miron in England), Ilya Mamai - is engaged in Oksimiron's concert activities).

« I made a bomb at night as hard as I could.»

- a bomb is a successful, “explosive” track, i.e., here Oksimiron talks about how he composed a “powerful” track at night, filling it with rhymes, like a bomb with an explosive.

« I so wanted to belong to something bigger than me.

The world is empty, at least get to know every second one." - no metaphors.

« »

- since during the USSR there was a political youth organization (the Communist Youth League), known for its peculiar propaganda of “positivity”

An example of a propaganda appeal:

“...close your eyes to adversity, smile - and everything will be fine.”

Oksimiron takes the Komsomol member as the standard of falsity and unnaturalness, unemotional behavior, i.e., in the line “ I am not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member!"Myron says that his text is sincere.

« AY! Spare me from your panaceas,

Homemade Paracelsus, because for me, fucking is an end in itself!»

— (Panacea is a mythological universal remedy for all diseases, the search for which was carried out by alchemists (Wikipedia)) Oksimiron does not believe in miracles, he is determined.

« Tired? We don't give a damn, Tony Stark is the standard.»

— Oksimiron talks about his tirelessness, comparing himself with Tony Stark, the comic book hero of the MARVEL universe. Oxy also emphasizes his ideology and dedication to his work.

« A couple of countries, highways. Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moscowabad.»

— places where Oksimiron gave concerts.

« Passports, the din of the stage, in great demand.

Either on the Moscow Ring Road to the start, or on Madagascar.»

“Myron doesn’t care where he performs; he’s ready to go anywhere.

Verse 3:

« Give me strength here, don’t curl or break.

There is a route, and there is a settlement on the route.

And they are waiting for us there today. Whiner, don't be feminine.»

— Oksimiron turns to himself, although the schedule of performances is tight, the stimulus is the expectation of people.

« Ruslan has soundtracks for the trip on his deck!»

— meaning songs with a guitar performed by Oksimiron’s friend (and van driver during the tour).

« Again the fuck is asleep, again it’s before dark,

Again the armored vehicle, again the road, the bag on your back,

Everything is in a hurry, the field is shitty, raining, cloudy.»

— phenomena accompanying long tours.

« Bridge to Asgard - after, just let him be lucky with transport.»

— (Asgard is a heavenly city in Scandinavian mythology, the abode of the aesir gods (Wikipedia)),

Most likely, this phrase contains the following idea:

First, Oxy will fulfill its destiny on Earth, thereby, with luck, perpetuating its memory.

« I make every verse a self-portrait.»

— in his works, Miron talks a lot about himself, about his thoughts.

« An hour to check, rapping like a speech therapist under a marathon.»

- it is noted that the thought desired to be conveyed to the listener is formed and pronounced directly and clearly (here the word is cocaine).

« Stencil on parapets: logo on the wall everywhere

Oksimiron's logo depicted on the walls.

My teaching is for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet!»

- (Mohammed is an Arab preacher, Baphomet is a satanic deity) Myron says that his logo began to be depicted in various places, also that his work is universal - it is for everyone.

« I am a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood,

Wipe your ass with napkins - and that’s it, mark “Good”.»

— Myron is not picky about external conditions.

« They used to say: “I wouldn’t go on reconnaissance with him.”

I didn’t go on tour with you - you didn’t pass the test (Houmie, know!)»

- perhaps this is how Myron responded to Shocka’a’s attacks; the latest appeal confirms this theory.

Among other things, it can be noted that specifically “The City Under the Sole” emanates quite noticeably the depression of the author of the text.

*Note: this particular review can hardly be called critical (although in principle it is exactly that), because Oxxxymiron a worthy representative of his genre, a promising performer, and accordingly, he produces high-quality musical content.

Thank you for your attention!

Friends! Please note: in order to correctly correct the lyrics of the song, you need to highlight at least two words

The song, which is already well known to visitors to the artist’s concerts, was only officially released on September 21, 2015. Along with the premiere of the new video, details of the mini-concert tour with stops in Kyiv, Voronezh, Volgograd, Saratov, Samara, Ufa, Yekaterinburg, Krasnoyarsk, Novosibirsk were announced.

“City under the sole” - from Oksimiron for all fans!

Video made and produced by Fancy Shot (fancyshot.com)
Director - Martim Condeixa
Producer - Dmitry Muravyov
Art director - Petr Bondarenko
Director of Photography - Leandro Ferrão
Lyrics to the site!

[Verse 1]
Is it the Don, is the Volga flowing? Knapsack - on the shoulder
Pain in the chest - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key
How many more miles? The short flight didn't count
Long dusty comb, the van is filled with boxes of merchandise
We believe - you'll be lucky, our beds are portable
There are two ways for a minstrel: a corporate party or an apartment party
The schemes are of the same type. Everyone's an MC now
After all, having given birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here
Now rap is multi-party. Having produced battles
I look in the mirror like, “How much trouble have you caused!?”
I would enslave all rap, but I'm always on the road
The industry has a nervous tic, Valocordin has angina pectoris
Convene the court, but the winners are not judged
We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became human
Don't fuck around! I put it on you, servants, five times
After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Past poplars and fields of ripe bread
Where are Yesenin’s ghosts, the cross, the prayer service, the oil
From the minivan I see the earth, I see the sky above it
We will overcome everything, if not, then I'm not an Aquarius
Our land drowns singletons like puppies
Was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchi, Ilya - more than family
I made a bomb at night as hard as I could
I wanted so much to belong to something bigger than me.
The world is empty, at least get to know every second one
I am not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member
AY! Spare me your panaceas
Homemade Paracelsus, because for me *throwing around is an end in itself
Tired? We don't give a damn, Tony Stark, as standard
A couple of countries, highways. Krasnodar, Tatarstan, Moscowabad
Passports, stage noise, in great demand
Whether on the Moscow Ring Road to the start, or to Madagascar (You know!)

[Chorus]
All my rap, in short, is about the fact that
Which year is which city under the sole
Uphill when rushing. Then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole
City under the sole, city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom
You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole

[Verse 3]
Give me strength here, don’t collapse or break
There is a route and there is a settlement on the route
And they are waiting for us there today. Whiner, don't be feminine
Ruslan has travel soundtracks on his deck
Again *bloody sleepy, again rise before dark
Armored again, road again, bag on your back
Everything is in a hurry, the field is shitty, raining, cloudy
Bridge to Asgard - after, just let him be lucky with transport
I make every verse a self-portrait
An hour to check, rapping like a speech therapist under stress
Stencil on parapets: logo on the wall everywhere
My teaching is for everyone, like Magomed and Baphomet
I am a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood
Wipe your ass with napkins - and that’s it, mark “Good”
They used to say, “I wouldn’t go on reconnaissance missions with him.”
I didn’t go on tour with you - you didn’t pass the test (Houmie, know!)

[Chorus]
My rap, in short, is about the fact that
Which year is which city under the sole
Uphill when rushing. Then downhill when you feel sick
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole
City under the sole, city under the sole
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs
I don’t know whether this path is fordable or to the bottom
You live under your heel, I have a city under my sole

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Oxxxymiron - City under the sole.
September, 2015.

Is it Don, is the Volga flowing - a knapsack on your shoulder,
Pain in the chest - there is a secret place, opened with a crowbar, not with a key.
How many more miles? The short flight didn’t count
Long dusty scratching, the van is filled with boxes of merchandise.
We believe - you'll be lucky, our beds are portable.
There are two ways for a minstrel - a corporate party or an apartment party.
The schemes are of the same type, everyone is now MC, after all,
Having given birth to a change, we have achieved a paradigm shift here.
Now rap is multi-party, having spawned battles,
I look in the mirror like, “You’ve caused so much trouble!”
I would enslave all the rap, but I'm always on the road,
The industry has a nervous tic - Valocordin is angina pectoris.
Convene a court, but the winners are not judged.
We are the first Cro-Magnons - we became people.
Don't fuck me, I'm putting it on you, servants, five times,
After all, we protrude strongly, like the jaw of a Pithecanthropus.

All my rap, in short, is about the fact that


I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole.

Past poplars and fields of ripe grain,
Where is Yesenin’s ghost, the prayer cross, the oil.
From the minivan I see the earth, I see the sky above it,
We will overcome everything, if not, then I am not an Aquarius.
Our land drowns singletons like puppies,
There was a stranger, but Ocher, Porchy, Ilya were more than family.
I made a bomb at night as hard as I could,
I so wanted to belong to something bigger than me.
The world is empty, at least get to know every second person,
I am not a biorobot with the positive smile of a Komsomol member.
Spare me from your panaceas, homely Paracelsus,
After all, for me, fucking is an end in itself.
Tired - we don't give a damn, Tony Stark as a standard,
A couple of countries, highways: Krasnodar, Tatarstan,
Moscowabad. Passports from countries are in great demand.
Either along the Moscow Ring Road to the start, or to Madagascar.

You know: all my rap, in short, is about the fact that
It's been a year and a city is underfoot.
Uphill when you're rushing, then downhill when you feel sick,
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole.

City under the sole, city under the sole,
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs.
I don’t know whether this path is to the grotto or to the bottom,
You live under your thumb, I have the city under my sole.

Let your strength not twist or break here; there is a route
And there is a settlement on the highway, and they are waiting for us there today.
Whiner, don't be feminine
Ruslan has soundtracks for the trip on his deck.
Fuck asleep again, getting up before dark again,
Again the armored vehicle, again the road, a bag on my back.
Everything is hasty, if you don’t give a shit, it’s raining, it’s cloudy.
Bridge to Asgard, after that let him just be lucky with the transport.
I make every verse a self-portrait,
We often read the check, rapping like a speech therapist under stress.
Stencil on the parapets, logo on the wall,
Everywhere my teaching is like Mohammed and Baphomet to everyone.
I am a star? Give me a warm blanket and a hood,
Wipe your ass with napkins - and that’s it, marked “good.”
They used to say, “I wouldn’t go on reconnaissance with him” -
I didn’t go on tour with you, you didn’t pass the test.

Homie, know that my rap, in short, is about what
It's been a year and a city is underfoot.
Uphill when you're rushing, then downhill when you feel sick,
I'm not like Gulliver, but still a city under the sole

City under the sole, city under the sole,
Traffic lights, state duties, fees and customs.
I don’t know whether this path is to the grotto or to the bottom,
You live under your thumb, I have the city under my sole.