Булыга Руслан Black Moscow Cat

Ridin' the city, never lost Neon signs blink, he knows the bend Never says much, just makes it in Read the streets like a hidden code Every crack curve is a road Every alley bends his way Every shadow knows his name He don't flinch, he don't freeze Moves like smoke with steel in his knees Black Moscow Cat Run it back Black Moscow CatOn the mapConcrete jungle, teeth and cracks, he takes the hit and laughs right backBlack Moscow catRun it backBlack Moscow catOn the mapWhoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoopWhoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoopWhoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoopCohen cuts through the yard at nightHe slips past chains, he slips past fightsRail high up, eyes like sparksCountin' windows, countin' marksCaught, got 30 prints by this you priestLeaves a paw print where the doubt isEvery block got the test to give He learned the hard way how to live Every alley bends his way Every shadow knows his name He don't flinch, he don't freeze Moves like smoke with steel in his knees Black Moscow Cat, woo, run the dirt Black Moscow Cat, woo, on the map Concrete jungle, teeth and cracks He takes the hit and laughs right back Black Moscow Cat Run it backBlack Moscow catOn the mapWhen the sirens fade awayHe's still there at break of dayLittle king with a steady stareTorn up world and he don't careOn the mapConcrete jungle teeth and cracksHe takes the hit and laps right backBlack Moscow catOn the mapMoscow, yeahI'm a map