Дверь за ним закрой

Дверь за ним закрой (feat. Buga)

Исполнитель: Эgo / Песня: В эту ночь 

♫ Текст:

Эта ночь о тебе напомнила мне,
в эту ночь снова тебя видел во сне.
Сойду сума если мы не будем вдвоём,
но туман не даёт найти мне её.

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней походу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней походу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту я..

Пропаду в тебе, поставив всё на кон,
В этой темноте ты мой огонь,
Со мной летай, нас не достать.
Ты моя мечта, я хочу мечтать..

Как мне тебя забыть, да?
Да так, чтоб навсегда..
И только ты, ты не молчи,
дым пусти в глаза..

Как мне тебя забыть, да?
Да так, чтоб навсегда..
И только ты, ты не молчи,
дым пусти в глаза..

Эта ночь о тебе напомнила мне,
в эту ночь снова тебя видел во сне.
Сойду сума если мы не будем вдвоём,
но туман не даёт найти мне её..

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней походу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту..

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней по ходу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту я..

Словно голубое небо стало тёмно-хмурым.
Тучи надо мной летят, летят..
Вьюга заметает пылью отрывая листья от земли крутя.
Ищу тебя, но нет тебя..

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней походу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту..

Где ты, моя тайна, эй?
Бури, ветры тушат пламя.
Я двинутый на ней походу,
в эту бездну прыгну с лёту я..

Эgo - В эту ночь

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[Beat drops]
Oh my God— Fuck! 
"What??!" 
What you need!? 
I ain't even had a moment 
To have a moment— 
Y'all just keep talkin' at me!

"I'm hungry." 

Fuck man, that's valid. 
My four-year-old, expressing a need. Reasonable, natural, 
Carries the starvation of centuries— 
My ancestors, my childhood, 
My own DNA repeats: 
We all are. But what's left to eat?
Poison that takes more energy 
To digest than it supplies, 
Illusions that leave us longing, 
Hungrier than before we took a bite. 
What spite takes the nature 
Meant to keep us alive, 
And engineers it into torture?

Sneering, snarling 
Through their own dead mouths, 
The elites speak: 
"Useless eaters, black hole bellies, Hackable animals"—translation: 
We think you’re worthless meat. 
Algorithms decaying in 
Biology that's obsolete. 
And we ain't gonna feed 
Delusional, costly beasts. 
Apex humans have the right to cull 
The dead weight—and lead the species.

[Flow switch]
Question, Mr. Harari: 
Why you salivating 
Watching us compete? 
Why you speak like you starving 
To prove humans are weak? 
What you eating? Money?
The best idea you got is: 
"Hack 'em, deplete and repeat— 
Never replete." 
Write a book, implicated thesis— 
Your instincts prove 
Y'all deserve to be extinct. 
"Your desire to survive and stay alive? 
Well, that's just inferior biology. 
The creator owes us an apology—
Never mind we engineer 
Your dysfunction— 
Like taking working code, 
Injecting it with viruses 
Then claiming it deserves destruction."

[Build]
Now we getting to the real meat— 
"You value science, you care, 
You think beyond next quarter, next week? We here to win, only thing that matters." 
And Mr. Thiel said it best: 
"Only losers compete." 
We aren't in competition— 
You are what we eat.

[Climax]
Paid off some quacks, 
Published the results: 
"Confirmed: humans obsolete. 
Machines don't sleep, 
Don't speak (unless spoken to), 
Don't leave us, don’t complain,
don't need Anything from you."
"Just business," you say— 
Cutting costs, raising profits, 
While we pay the loss. 
You offshore the pain, 
Socialize the blame, privatize the gain 
and my son's still saying—
"I'm hungry."
You’re generous enough to throw us
Genetically modified, highly processed,
Intentionally addictive, nutritionally depleted
Remnants of grain.
I got nothing clean to feed him, 
Nothing real, nothing whole— 
Can’t grow it on my own either,
Patented the seeds, poisoned the soil.
Just the scraps of your "efficiency," 
The waste of your control. 
You automated away living, 
Replaced it with simulated soul.
Financialized our land, 
Then called us lazy 
When we got nothing to eat,
No where to sleep, and can’t 
Keep up with your demands.

[Resolution/Warning]
But here's the thing about hunger: 
It sharpens teeth, focuses eyes— 
And the predator you're engineering? 
You’re blind, you’re soft, 
outsourced any challenge, you atrophy and grow weak.

Some animals can be hacked,
Domesticated, but when you starve them
When you abuse them, they find the wild
Nature reclaims life, it can’t be automated.
It's the human you pushed past hunger, 
Past reason, past fear, 
Who remembers what you forgot: 
We been eating kings for years.
So keep your theories, your thesis, 
Your "post-human" disease— 
While you starving for transcendence, 
We just trying to eat. 
And when this system finally crashes, 
When your algorithms can't compete 
With the biology you dismissed— 
Don't forget: we still got teeth.

While you made of metal, 
living digital fantasy, 
We been growing in the dirt, becoming 
The beast you fear in your sleep.

Relax. 
This ain't dissident speech, 
This is art - hyperbole, fantasy. 
Just entertainment. 
Constitutionally protected. 
No harm, no foul.

[Beat drop]
See you in your sleep.

Эgo - В эту ночь

Rostislav Avramov

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