Ya Drugoy | SHY

Welcome to my music channel! 🎶 Song: Ya Drugoy | SHY Don't miss any new releases and follow me on my platforms: 📸 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/shynox_offi... 🌍 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3wKhO... 🎧 YouTube Music:    / shynox_official - topic   ◾ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@shynox_offici... 🔔 Subscribe to the channel and hit the bell to always hear the latest songs! #hiphop #rap #trap #darktrap #boombap #shynox #shy LYRICS: [HOOK] Ya drugoy, mne ne nuzhen vash shablon, Vashi ramki — moy start, vash zapret — moy razgon. Ya drugoy, ya ne vpisyvayus v stroy, Poka vy ishchete put — ya uzhe za chertoy. Ya drugoy, kholod v krovi, tok v golove, Kazhdyy shram stal chastyu sily vo mne. Ya drugoy, ne pytaysya ponyat moy kontrol, Ya ne sleduyu za mirom — ya menyayu ego rol. [VERSE 1] Built different, I was never built to fit, Every box they ever gave me, I dismantled it. I don't copy what they did, I redesign the blueprint, Turn a limitation into something that I move with. Mind running circles while the world moves linear, I see patterns in the patterns, make the picture even clearer. Every setback set me up, every failure fed the fire, I was buried under pressure, came back building something higher. No template, no replica, no duplicate identity, I turn complexity into calculated intensity. They measure what I have, I measure what I'm becoming, They wait for something certain, I make uncertainty run from me. Pressure on pressure, compression in the tension, I turn friction into fuel and fuel into progression. Every contradiction gets another interpretation, I don't follow the equation — I redesign the calculation. Wordplay, word weight, every phrase got layers, One line cuts twice, like a blade with two razors. I stack syllables rapidly, then fracture the pattern, Turn a sentence into puzzles while they're trying to decipher. [HOOK] Ya drugoy, mne ne nuzhen vash shablon, Vashi ramki — moy start, vash zapret — moy razgon. Ya drugoy, ya ne vpisyvayus v stroy, Poka vy ishchete put — ya uzhe za chertoy. Ya drugoy, kholod v krovi, tok v golove, Kazhdyy shram stal chastyu sily vo mne. Ya drugoy, ne pytaysya ponyat moy kontrol, Ya ne sleduyu za mirom — ya menyayu ego rol. [VERSE 2] Night drive, city lights bending over black glass, Every second feels distorted, every minute moving fast. Street signs blur into symbols, every signal shifts position, I don't drive through the city — I drive through a collision. Thoughts multiply, divide, recombine and rearrange, Every angle that I calculate creates another change. I can turn a dead end into ten different directions, Turn a question into answers through a chain of intersections. Rapid with the rhetoric, surgical with syllables, Every bar got hidden doors, every word got multiple principles. I bend the meaning sideways, then I flip it upside down, By the time they catch the first one, there's another going around. Pressure made me patient, patience