This is, «motherfucking red», I’m the king here,

Your color is just dust for smurf fetishists, your blue is a global «stink».

You scream about «brightness», but you shine «dimly»,

You’re the depths of a pool’s water, I’m a stain on your white jeans… these days are so sad~.

I’m like a «stop» signal, you’re like a «BPM limit»,

You’re stuck in templates, but I’m breaking the mold.

Blue isn’t style, blue isn’t an elephant,

All your empty screams will only make your fully loaded pepper spray can burst in your pocket.

«Motherfucking red» — this is power, brothers,

You’re «motherfucking blue» — and… who the fuck cares… damn!~

I’m in every shadow, I’m in every ear,

You’re a flashing light on a car, I’m Putin sitting inside it.

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Oh, «motherfucking blue», what are you up to again?!

You’re like ink on a white tablecloth — gotta BE removed.

You scream: «I’m bright! Look!», but it’s a fucking lie,

I’m like the night, you’re like a lantern that farts weakly into the fog.

You think red isn’t passion and flame?!

And you’re like an ocean where the alien flag drowns.

You’re like «top» but nothing~, I’m like sweat on the street below zero~,

I’m a scream, you’re a whisper, who’s strong here… damn, sorry, I tore your attempt…

«Motherfucking red» — this is jazz, this is blues,

You’re «motherfucking blue» — this is a rusty шлюз [sluice],

I’m like a beam on the wall, you’re like a poster on the corner,

Who’s got style, and who just made a hole?!

You’re like a blue flame that dies out in the wind,

I’m the one who came in your blue depths.

You’re a flash of a gas stove, I’m blood stains after that flash,

You scream weakly, but… I like your gasps!

«Motherfucking red» — this is pain, this is fear,

You’re like the sky where your talent’s ashes melt.

You’re like a «disabled parking» sign, I’m like «already parked»,

You’re hairy everywhere… and I go bald for holidays. Mua~

«Motherfucking red» — this is eternity, bro,

You’re «motherfucking blue» — blink, but not a fact.

You’re rain on the glass, I’m melted asphalt,

Who’s right is the one who wasn’t meant to SUCK.

Listen, «motherfucking blue», you’re just a zero,

Your color is like a bruise, mine is a slap clap «OW, MAN!!!»~.

You bullshit that «I’m the boss here», but it’s a lie of a weak know‑it‑all,

I’m like the MOON in ego size, you’re like Neznaika with a limp dick. Bleagh!!!

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