A keresés eredménye

Lonely at the Top

Screw fame and money, screw hype and clicks
I try to change, but that changes nothing
And the kids out there listen to all of my sentences
They say I'm the best, but I feel like the last
 
My family is safe, the plan worked out
And I'm speeding at 300km/h1 on the motorway
Everyone asks for selfies or autographs
But it feels like I'm captured in my dream
 
And maybe I'll jump on the Merc and just drive away
I'm not stopping, but I keep my word
Fuck the shitty record, fuck Gucci, fuck Michael Kors
And fuck the number one awards
 
Rolex watches and millions
I don't care what kind of shit I own
I give no fucks whether I sit in a Ford or a Daimler
I would've never thought I'd miss the old times
Because it's lonely at the top
 
Bro, tell me when I'll be free again
It's pulling me in deeper and deeper
They say everyone knows my songs
But I can't recognize myself anymore
Bro, tell me when I'll be free again
It's pulling me in deeper and deeper
They say everyone knows my songs
But I can't recognize myself anymore
 
And none of you can understand
I'd be glad to talk about it, but I got no plan with who
“Everything's okay, Bratan, no problem”
Everyone sees the laugh, but no one sees the tears
 
You want a house and a garden, you want dishes made of platinum
A cool car, you can have it all
I've got two sons waiting at home
You want a place in the sun, I want a place in the shadow
 
And the watch on my hand costs fifty grand
But still I'm not satisfied
Yeah, I can buy myself whatever I want
But no people who love me
 
Rolex watches and millions
I don't care what kind of shit I own
I give no fucks whether I sit in a Ford or a Daimler
I would've never thought I'd miss the old times
Because it's lonely at the top
 
Bro, tell me when I'll be free again
It's pulling me in deeper and deeper
They say everyone knows my songs
But I can't recognize myself anymore
Bro, tell me when I'll be free again
It's pulling me in deeper and deeper
They say everyone knows my songs
But I can't recognize myself anymore
 

• 1. 186mph

Makarov Komplex II

Give it to 'em, yes, yes, bro, hahaha
What's up, bro?
Berlin is alive, mothafuckas
Hahahaha, you know
Ahhh
Give it to them dirty, Bra, yes
Ey, ey
OK
 
The main thing is that I got guys in my back pocket
Cops on the main street, I just laugh at
Because I'm careful, I'm always on the nose
Get out of my way, before I freak out
Yallah, begone, begone, as Capital is back
Who wants me as an enemy? Gets shots from a rental car
I'm doing coke with hookers in the hotel and gettin' blow jobs
While you fall asleep whores on the job
The Bratan is here
Gucci hat on, and my hair fade is sick
And I fuck these fucking Nazis
The only thing Capi can fuck is two Capis
 
GT-S-Benz
My GT S shines
Ca-Ca-Capital is back
This is Makarov complex
GT-S-Benz
My GT S shines
Ca-Ca-Capital is back
This is Makarov complex
 
Yes, brother, you got a murder weapon in your shirt
I come to the savings bank with a gas mask
But this is is not a pepper spray gun
I'm not kidding, run away in the A-Class
Bra music, fucks everything on principle
Bro, I make a profit, and roll in a Lambo Anthracite
Yes, the bra has an appetite, for haze, women, money, heroin
Bitch Raffaello, Gucci Caballero
I'm Ukrainian, I don't wear grillz, you dick
Your crips and bloods make a seat and space
Capi is the king, fuck the rest, Akhi
Because I dissolve them like Nescafé
 
GT-S-Benz
My GT S shines
Ca-Ca-Capital is back
This is Makarov complex
GT-S-Benz
My GT S shines
Ca-Ca-Capital is back
This is Makarov complex
 
Yeah, yeah
Did you hear, brotha, what I did, yes?
Old Capi was the best, old Capi here, old Capi there, brotha
And when I want, it's old Capi now
Tomorrow is the new Capi
The new Capi is at noon, heh, you know
 

Another World

[Hook: Clueso]
She has to get out of here, but where?
Doesn‘t matter, she just wants to get away
Snow falls into her flat
And brings her to another world
Because nothing changes at home
Always blue lights in the window
And now she flies up
Somewhere into another world
 
[Part 1: Capital Bra]
In her world are no YouTube bloggers
She goes to her knees for a capsule of coca
She inhales lines, wants to fall deep
She has five guys but loves none
A few years ago she was still shy
Now she hasn‘t been sober for years anymore
A thousand problems, parents that annoy her
He talks about love but then forces her to prostitute herself
Because this bastard doesn‘t leaver her a choice again
She can‘t pay the debt at the dealer‘s
One last shot and everything circles
She has fallen too deep, it doesn‘t go any deeper
 
[Pre-Hook: Clueso]
And she has a thousand chances but only theoretically
Because nobody comes and opens this cage
 
[Hook: Clueso]
She has to get out of here, but where?
Doesn‘t matter, she just wants to get away
Snow falls into her flat
And brings her to another world
Because nothing changes at home
Always blue lights in the window
And now she flies up
Somewhere into another world
 
[Part 2: KC Rebell]
She downs the bottle - derdo, derdo!
Today she doesn‘t feel anything inside her anymore, she‘s painless
Her heart rages, flaming inferno
Somehow everything seems empty to her and worthless
She doesn‘t see any colour in the morning anymore
Another one would have gone crazy already
She doesn‘t say anything because nobody asks about her worries
All facts, she doesn‘t do any half things
She wants to do wild parties and pop a few Mollies
One noes, a little glass takes away the pain
She was a good girl from a good neighbourhood
But parties with Beyda didn‘t leave any brain in her
Everything in her life is a mistake
 
[Pre-Hook: Clueso]
And she has a thousand chances but only theoretically
Because nobody comes and opens this cage
 
[Hook: Clueso]
She has to get out of here, but where?
Doesn‘t matter, she just wants to get away
Snow falls into her flat
And brings her to another world
Because nothing changes at home
Always blue lights in the window
And now she flies up
Somewhere into another world
 

No war in Ukraine

Please listen to me, I do not ask much
I explain you the conflict from another viewpoint
We Ukrainian people, we never wanted any fight with Russia
Still the Yankees are triggering an ambush
Politicians that speak out for everyone
It is about money and power - we care about human lives
Russian panzers that retract in my country
You see dead people in front of Maidan.
Some people will be jailed, other will be killed.
Please Lord, protect my country.
It is about my family, they have not deserved it.
They want no fight, they want no war
Yet those up there have their own intentions.
They puzzle us with messages
Look what are they up to, look how people suffer
Fuck our politics - let the people decide
 
And they do not talk - they send troops
A fight between the Good and the Evil - but who is who ?
And you don't recognize that - we agree on it
Fuck the Yankees - look how Putin defends our country
They lie in the media and you fall into their snare
Look how two powers split up our country
No politics - no, that's bullshit
And because of that bullshit 18 year-old lads are dying.
You tear people apart, you see it in the eyes
You can take us everything, but never our faith
We want no war, no tierce
We have no strong army, but a strong heart.
 

Capital Bra - Get at me, Get at me

You know what it do, Berlin is alive, haha
What kinda beat is that, bro?
 
Part 1
Laugh, don't act like we homies, listen up, bitch
I am Capital, a Rapper, not a YouTuber
And I shit on, what the teachers say
My only teacher was my empty stomach
Bros, I'm straight out the projects (Yea bro)
Nose numb, eyes blue (everything numb)
The scale is very exact
Whip the pistol out, I swear, open the cash register
 
Pre-Hook 1
Gimme the paper and I'm runnin' like Forrest Gump (Run Bratan!)
They wanna fuck me, but ain't gettin' at me (none of 'em)
Y'all are rude in the comments sections
I'm rude to the cops, rude, just like Donald Trump
 
Hook
You wanna fuck (with me), yeah then get at me, get at me
I blast 'em all away, ra-ba-bam-bam
The Bratan is in top form
And now from the top, get at me, Bratan, get at me, get at me
You wanna fuck (with me), yeah then get at me, get at me
I blast 'em all away, ra-ba-bam-bam
The Bratan is in top form
And now from the top, get at me, Bratan, get at me, get at me
 
[Part2]
Fuck the math teacher, I don't need a calculator (Na bro)
Hit the class president with the ashtray (ha ha)
Na, never had a part-time job (Fuck that!)
Just a scale and a kilogram of Ot
Rollin' in the Benz, and the cops lookin' (Yeeeah)
The place where I'm from, you gotta fight to eat
I got mad drugs, behind me are four cops
This here be Berlin and not 4 blocks (Na bro)
 
[Pre-Hook 2]
Bra, I come from the very bottom
In a few hours, 5 million with Tash-Customers (yeah bra)
Loaded weapon under the car seat
Cuz this is Bra Music and not Bravo Hits
 
[Hook]
You wanna fuck (with me), yeah then get at me, get at me
I blast 'em all away, ra-ba-bam-bam
The Bratan is in top form
And now from the top, get at me, Bratan, get at me, get at me
You wanna fuck (with me), yeah then get at me, get at me
I blast 'em all away, ra-ba-bam-bam
The Bratan is in top form
And now from the top, get at me, Bratan, get at me, get at me
 

Melodies

Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na
 
Baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
Na na na, baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
 
Babe, I know, you didn't earn all of this (na na na)
You were next to me, and I was still a thief (yeah yeah yeah)
Say, how often have I disappointed you already?
Say, how often have you fallen in love again? (na na na)
So many bitches around me
But none of them can measure up to you, na na na na
Today so many know me
But you know me the best, na na na
I'm on my way again, I'm seeing a thousand colors (yeah)
You worry again, you've got a thousand questions (ah)
I hurt you over and over, you've got a thousand scars (yeah)
You call me Capital, but I've got a thousand names
You call me Capital, but I've got a thousand names
 
Baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
Na na na, baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
 
You already know what you're missing out on here (yeah yeah yeah)
And I ask myself, why aren't you fighting for me? (na na na)
Every weekend I miss you so badly, ah
None of the cunts know you like I do (no, no, no)
You aren't calling me again, I know (know)
You are out on the way with your boys (your boys)
Baby, this time I can't forgive you again (no)
And your muzzle stinks so terribly like booze, ah
Maybe I should get myself a vodka (real fast, yeah)
And chill again with a couple of dipshits (gas station, yeah)
Maybe I'll go to a club
Maybe I'll drink more than a mouthful today, baby
Baby, how do you like that? You have a hangover, I have fun
THC in my head and a little whisky in my glass (oh, yeah yeah yeah)
You thought this love here will stay completely stable
But I have to tell you, you just blew it with me, baby, baby
 
Baby, believe me, I won't see it anymore
For you, it's all always just a game
From today, I'm going and leaving you alone
I'm hearing these melodies now myself
Na na na, baby, believe me, I won't see it anymore
For you, it's all always just a game
From today, I'm going and leaving you alone
I'm hearing these melodies now myself
 
Baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
Na na na, baby, tell me, why are you leaving me alone?
I'm loud, cheat on you and drink a lot
But baby, please, you have to forgive me
These melodies were in my head again
 

Bra makes the Uzi

[Intro]
Phew
Fuck your mother, shuj, shuj, shuj
Ah
 
[Part 1]
Capital, Capital, bratans behind me
Russians, Arabs, Ticha, Challas
We have a different mindset, half one for 50€
Bring your guys and i'll bring the uzi
Headfuck, topfit, cocaine costs, Russians with Makarov under the lacoste shirt
Shoot on the rat, What are you doing Brate, get a box and get fucked up
Fuck your mother you cheap bitch, i'll get my share, whether you like it or not
You or me? mean rappers get mean jaw punches
You break out in a cold sweat, Ukrainian in the S Coupé matte white
Look, how i destroy, fighting spirit, smoking tires, burning
Fuck these rappers, sure (sure)
Fuck your SLK (K)
Run like Benzema (ma), from SEK
Bra-bra-bra makes the Uzi, whats up you tutti, i give you a half one for 50
Or are you a tourist? Then i want 100
 
[Bridge]
Dont talk you Pico, where is you gang cool?
Haze gives you wings, cut out your Red Bull
Oah, leave these cunt sellers
Bra-bra-bra makes the Uzi dicka!
 
[Hook]
Bra-bra-bra makes the Uzi, bra-bra-bra-bra-bra makes the Uzi, dicka (4x)
 
[Part 2]
Left outside Alaba, A8 with reversing camera
Kickdown up to Panama, woah Bra, im blue (~drunk) like Avatar
Shoot on Justin Bieber, tracksuit AC Milan
Bratan i want purple (500€ bills), Bratan, Bratan, i want purple
Bring me your friends, Berlin and not Paris
Capital and not Kaaris
Mollys (Molotovs) on Nazis
Haze, Kilos, Bratans got it
Kuku Clan, my gang fucks everything
Kuku Habibi, Berlin my City
Vladimir Putin, get Rappers their Coke
 

One Night Stand

[Intro]
Na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na na
 
[Hook]
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
 
[Part 1]
Baby, come on, get in and we'll drive through the city
The outfit you're wearing today, confuses my mind
Yeah, she sometimes upsets me and sometimes makes me sick
But each of my Gucci Sweaters, she's washing with the hand
Come on, we'll drive to the hotel, baby, let's just lay around
We smoke joints, watching Netflix, I'm happy
Sometimes we are loud, when we love each other (na na na na na na)
But sometimes so quiet, that I think I hear your blood flowing (na na na na na)
Baby, let's go flying I'll hold you, you'll never freeze again
We fly to Hawaii and walk completely high on beach
I still want to try out so much, so many nice goals
Marokko, Chile, is it real love? (na na na na)
 
[Pre-Hook]
Or just an one night stand?
Or just an one night stand?
Baby, tell me
Is it just an one night stand?
Is it just an one night stand?
Na na na na
 
[Hook]
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
 
[Part 2]
Baby, come on, get in and we'll drive straight to me
You love the purple paper (na na na na na na)
But you say you are in love
We're Standing in front of my door and you're blowing up like dynamite
Yeah, she sometimes upsets me, but her smile calm me down
Yeah, she knows the Bratans , man, she even knows my shelter
Yeah, I feel free when I'm just driving with her (na na na na na na)
Come on, we fly to Dubai and I'll buy you rich clunker
No, I'm not a pumper, but will bring you to the end of the world
'Till they fall to pieces under us
No, I never pretended myself
But I ask myself, is all of this real? (na na na na)
 
[Pre-Hook]
Or just an one night stand?
Or just an one night stand?
Baby, tell me
Is it just an one night stand?
Is it just an one night stand?
Na na na na
 
[Hook]
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
Ty moja ljubimaja
Takaja divnaja, krasivaja-ja
Spravedlivaja, nepobedimaja
Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
 
[Outro]
Is it just an one night stand?
Na na na na na na
 

Neymar

[Intro: Capital Bra]
Na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na
 
[Pre-Hook: Capital Bra]
And the judge is screaming I was the offender (the judge is screaming I was the offender)
But today I'm a star like Neymar (today I'm a star like Neymar)
And the Kahba* on Beyda* (and the Kahba on Beyda)
She's licking on my Yarak* and me on my paper
 
[Hook: Capital Bra]
And the judge is screaming I was the offender
But today I'm a star like Neymar
And the Kahba* on Beyda*
She's licking on my Yarak* and me on my paper
Far and wide no enemies
Ah, come on, we're switching the topic
I want 22 inch wheels
And the seats made of leather
And the judge is screaming I was the offender
But today I'm a star like Neymar
And the Kahba* on Beyda*
She's licking on my Yarak* and me on my paper
Far and wide no enemies
Ah, come on, we're switching the topic
I want 22 inch wheels
And the seats made of leather
 
[Part 1: Capital Bra]
In my world it's about sales, rollin' myself an Eller (Joint, in this case)
Smoke half of it, the rest is for 2Pac
I've bunkered money and Massari, don't call me brother
Except if you know me, Bra, I have Baba-Weed
Driving up in a Benz to the Gucci botique (brra)
Tell me, Bra, who wants Beef? I'm making money, the dough
Cappi low and I shoot, rolling in the Benz through my neighbourhood
Relaxed and easy, pal, yeah, the Bra is getting his respect
Even though none of you understand
That I enjoy the purple* pile
Comin' and shooting them away, only cash in my head
Every song is fire, roll another one, I'm dope
Roll another one for the Bra and I draw, dr-drawing on the joint
Come, we're forgetting what used to be, because from today on we're feeling good
Bra, I'm not getting enough, all bills are colorful
You better keep your mouth shut, when the Kripo* is looking for me
I'm hiding at friends, I'm going, threaten the witness
Yeah I'm sitting in court, the evidence is fresh
But I will deny everything
 
[Pre-Hook: Capital Bra]
And the judge is screaming I was the offender (the judge is screaming I was the offender)
But today I'm a star like Neymar (today I'm a star like Neymar)
And the Kahba* on Beyda* (and the Kahba on Beyda)
She's licking on my Yarak* and me on my paper
 
[Hook: Capital Bra]
And the judge is screaming I was the offender
But today I'm a star like Neymar
And the Kahba* on Beyda*
She's licking on my Yarak* and me on my paper
Far and wide no enemies
Ah, come on, we're switching the topic
I want 22 inch wheels
And the seats made of leather
 
[Part 2: Ufo361]
It was dark but I saw the light, ey
Hustlin' daily, no, I'm not waiting, ey
Listening to my album, yeah, only hits, ey (yeah, y'all know)
Speeding up, yeah, my car is whizzing (yeah, yeah, yeah, ey)
Driving through the streets in the Rari, yeah (skrrt)
Taking a vacation on Bali, yeah
Playing with the bitch like a barbie, yeah
I'm a Playboy like Cardi, yeah
Oh, no, no, no
Yeah, they're stealing my flows
Only trusting my bros
Only trusting my bros
Flying up to the moon, ey (ey)
Diamonds from Antwerp, ey (ey)
Yeah, we're staying until we die, yeah, yeah
Dude, we're shining like stars, yeah, oh
Y'all know, Stay High