At 5 in the morning I wake up full of adrenaline
Just removed from my chest a localized mediastinal lymphoma
Between heart and lungs
How long have you been pissing me off
With your decerebrate transmissions
/>You've been beating her up with style for years
Your radio and acting as a censor
But do me a favor and learn to listen
Fucking respectable man, trained at a distance, excellently self-paid
For the polluting constancy of its frequencies
Surrounded by musicians and record companies on their knees
Or maybe just too stupid not to understand that one doesn't live by airplaying alone
Listen, this is my style
/>I was saying this is my style
The noise I make as a soloist
With the sliders I'm first on the list
And I'm not afraid of comparisons
Lucky that someone still believes
/>That you have to sweat in this profession
That you need talent and dedication
Not just the fucking rotation
That's why I'm around, I'm alive
I exist with seven notes, twelve semitones
Major and minor triads
No advertising spaces to fill
Ringtones to download
Shit to listen to
Talk show reality news
The parade of the banal
/>Satire left-wing intelligentsia actors
All arrows from the same crossbow
Perhaps you frequent the same gym
To appear toned, pleasant in body
Huge game of risk, the objective is to divide the cake
Equal parts
And we idiots watching
Brain interrupted zero thinking
Support this business
You feel under stress
But a little cocaine and we start again in the morning
Breakfast like a champion
And we start again as usual
Guaranteed stupidity on a national scale
Madaski greets you, change channel