Москва 2 (Moscow 2) Lyrics
[Предприпев]
Это мой город, моя крепость и мой мрачный край
Я набираю две конфеты и кидаю в спрайт
А те, кто громче говорит, они всегда стучат
Но даже погоны не уважают их, ты слышишь, чат
Это моя
[Припев]
Москва, Москва
Москва, Москва
[Куплет 1]
Я слышал много разговоров, как она их меняет
Кому-то сносит мозги на хуй, кто-то ищет хозяев
А кто-то видит фасад денег и меняет личину
Думая, что шлюхи и бабки их покрасят мужчину
Это не так, и нам абсолютно похуй, кто ты
Мы короли в этих помойках, сын, мы тупо коты
Я вырос там, где твоё сердце не уступит ему
Ты отвечаешь за пиздёж даже себе самому
Мы во дворах в 2003-м ещё слышали пули
Я никогда не брал чужое, лишь сигареты бабули
Мы с ветеранами украшали стол девятого мая
В Держинке с Ромкой, я в палёной форме Галатасарая
Потом футбол, и чутка ближе пацаны с интерната
Они выросли рано и видели больше, чем я
Так получилось, я хотел больше свободы
Ведь тогда только ей и зеленью пах мой родной город
Какой?
[Припев]
Москва, Москва
Москва, Москва
[Куплет 2]
В белых майках и панельках смотрим на зарю на тимке
Только пацаны и пару сук на моей симке
Обогнули Мишино, там всё — родные лбы
Мы вас ёбнем, долбоёбы, это магия толпы
Я купил «Мишку» на флаконе, увидев русские буквы
Две сигареты, один нож, и, бля, настойка из клюквы
Мы на угаре залетали до «Олимпа» в бильярд
Это когда Земля встречала лишь седьмой миллиард
И мы могли взять, всё, что хотели, дядь
На тело налетело от Макавелли и дух свят
Моя мама воображала точно не такую умницу
Но если б не музло, меня бы в землю взяла улица
[Предприпев]
Это мой город, моя крепость и мой мрачный край
Я набираю две конфеты и кидаю в спрайт
А те, кто громче говорит, они всегда стучат
Но даже погоны не уважают их, ты слышишь, чат
Это моя
[Припев]
Москва, Москва
Москва, Москва (Say what?)
Москва, Москва
Москва, Москва
Москва 2 (Moscow 2) Lyrics (English)
[Pre-Chorus]
This is my city, my fortress, and my gloomy land
I grab two candies and throw them in the sprite
Those who talk louder, they always snitch
But even epaulettes don’t respect them, you hear me, chat?
This is my
[Chorus]
Moscow, Moscow
Moscow, Moscow
[Verse 1]
I’ve heard a lot of talk about how it change them
Someone goes f*ckin crazy, someone looks for owners
And someone sees the facade of money and changes his disguise
Thinking that whores and their money will adorn a man
That’s not true, and we absolutely don’t give a f*ck who you arе
We are the kings in thеse dumps, son, we’re just cats
I grew up in a place where your heart wouldn’t give in to it
You’re responsible for your own f*cking lies
We still heard bullets in the courtyards in 2003
I’ve never taken anyone else’s things, just Grandma’s cigarettes
Veterans and I decorated the table on May 9th
In Derzhinka with Roma, I’m wearing fake uniform of Galatasaray
Then football, and the boys from boarding school are a little closer
They grew up early and saw more than I did
It just happened, I wanted more freedom
Because then only freedom and money was in my home city
Which one?
[Chorus]
Moscow, Moscow
Moscow, Moscow
[Verse 2]
In white T-shirts and Panelka’s we look at the dawn at the Tinka
Just the boys and a couple of b!tches on my sim card
We drove around Mishino, everyone there is native
We will f*cking kill you, f*ckers, it’s the magic of the crowd
I bought a bear on a flacon after seeing the Russian letters
Two cigarettes, a knife, and a f*cking cranberry tincture
We were lit, pulling up to Olympus for pool
It was when the Earth met only the seventh billion
And we could take whatever we wanted, dude
Body feeling Makaveli and the Holy Spirit too
My mom wasn’t exactly imagining such a smart boy
But if it wasn’t for the music, the street would have taken me to the ground
[Pre-Chorus]
This is my city, my fortress, and my gloomy land
I grab two candies and throw them in the sprite
Those who talk louder, they always snitch
But even epaulettes don’t respect them, you hear me, chat?
This is my
[Chorus]
Moscow, Moscow
Moscow, Moscow (Say what?)
Moscow, Moscow
Moscow, Moscow
Summary of this Song Lyrics
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PHARAOH’s “Москва 2 (Moscow 2)” song is a gritty tribute to the artist’s home city, *Moscow*. It portrays Moscow as a tough, gloomy, but deeply personal fortress — a place marked by loyalty, struggle, and survival. The artist reflects on growing up in a rough environment, where trust is scarce, loud talkers are seen as traitors, and respect is earned through resilience rather than status or power.
In the first verse, the lyrics dive into the realities of growing up in difficult surroundings. Some people are changed by money and fame, but the artist emphasizes that real value comes from staying true to oneself. The neighborhood is described as a place where bullets and hardship were common, yet it was also filled with moments of celebration and community, like decorating for Victory Day with veterans. The verse paints a picture of a rough, fast-paced youth, shaped by loyalty to one’s roots rather than materialism.
The second verse shifts to more vivid imagery of street life — hanging out with friends, drinking, feeling invincible, and seeking freedom. The artist recalls memories of mischievous adventures and early experiences that could have led to darker outcomes if not for music, which offered a way out. There’s a sense of pride and nostalgia, even as he acknowledges the dangerous paths he and his friends might have taken.
Throughout the song, the chorus — simply repeating “Moscow” — acts like a chant, showing the deep connection and fierce pride the artist feels toward his city. Moscow is depicted as both a battleground and a home, where strength, loyalty, and authenticity are the ultimate values.
[Note: Every song Summary we share or publish in this website only depend on lyrics analysis, not from Artist own perspective.]
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Audio Credits & Details
Artist : PHARAOH
Album : 10:13
Lyricist : PHARAOH
Musicians : PHARAOH
Label : Dead Dynasty
Genre: Rap, Russian Rap
Date: April 25, 2025
