Director — Pavel Ryabov DOP — Egor Kupriy Line producer — Anastasiya Ryabova Gaffer — Stas Gerasimov 1st AC — Yulia Popova Camera Assist — Matthew Avdonin ——————————————————————— Robo-crane — Tech core media Line producer — Yekaterina German Executive producer — Aleksandr Voloshin Mechanic / tech. director — Nikita Zubach ——————————————————————— Edit — Pavel Ryabov Color — Egor Kupriy Tittle / tracking — Matthew Avdonin ——————————————————————— Mixing / mastering — Dan Paranoid vk.com/paranoiddan ————————————————————————— No, this is not about you. You don’t exist — it’s just a shell. What, you didn't know? You, bitch, knew. You, bitch, saw everything and signed, Taking this sacrifice upon yourself. And, every time you opened your eyes, You started from the same place. You fucked it all up In a fucking search At the call of conscience At the junctions of fucked up. When I was searching Time after time I smashed myself into fragments. Failure! While I was collecting them Out of boredom I put them to your stomachs, Added a little pressure. I didn't even think that I was entangled with eternity. The fragment moved from its place, Reached your fucking organs. It seems that a mixed style has been dragging on since childhood, Followed by a trail of shit. I will not live with this. Break my contract. Fuck you! Take this: Here are a couple more reasons for you To stop your squealing. You don't need stress. You always press the brake When it's too late To be a human being. Come on, everyone here is ours. I burned your cowardly leak, And this is fucked up. If you don't get it You better beg God, So that he never gets it. Stop, You've pushed your bottom so hard That you've had a miscarriage. Teeth are flying down after you. Surprise - that's your whole showbiz. Do you think you'll survive? When are you going to roll out your balls, mouse? You're getting fucked in the ass, but I don't hear any pitiful groans. It's so important for you to know Who's here (Who's here) Will be the first to come out (Fuck). I can't tell. Who's here? (Who am I?) Where's the fucking exit? Here, bitch, take it: Here's a couple more reasons for you To stop your squealing. You don't need stress. You're always putting on the brakes When it's too late To be human. Come on, everyone here is one of us. I burned your cowardly drain, And that's fucked. If you don't get it You better beg God, So that you never get it. The straps have fallen, all the counters have been reset. They won't even remember you. To dig your own grave for the purpose of profit? There are more worthy motives. And you hid in the house. You haven't been in street racing for a long time, Play on my territory. It wasn't me who decided this - history decided this. We are now on equal terms. #invertor #contract #clip #2025