Текст песни Мист - Пока держусь

I will never be a problem
Naklatsat Bythos this, and that it is under the dash
if shaking his head, if one dazhe
So it was worth it, and it is not necessary to change anything

I will not say that I am the son of hip hop
Not to say that I rhyme cliff Dёrti Monk
of heifers in repchike I liked Gidroponka
from travchika, coolest hardy Ponicka

I understand how? your palms up to the ceiling
pinned Kent obebal ment like this
It is a fact that those who are in the yards
podimut fuck, fuck all be rubbish

These verses, those that are written home to the beat
not stopudovo will make, but penetrate the brain (your)
And you take it, give me water namutili
And cut in this dazhe sleeping when a neighbor