Текст песни На фест - Выдуманный туманом

We are so different from you and do not like
I here for example narkosha overgrown beard mug
Once I said that more do not disturb
Maybe and maybe disturb and to shiver

People Jam, remove their masks
You're all I got around fake paint
Cant around, I pass for brothers
The main thing in life is not just tchotchke

Under this blue sky I tucked away somewhere
Kupchinskaya den faithfully to the end
I love my old sneakers erased
They were loyal to me, too, where I was not

AAAA

The head is covered kapyushenom
This t-LeninGraund would be banned
Those born in the underground words, steeped in hip-hop
Lay under the eyes clap your language

YAU

Guys here only for the smooth stuff
and no garbage on the chain, crazy stafford
The socks are not hiding, Mussar priinimayut
And my mom does not know his little son More

For, the region of the air, not hearing, not the spirit
Smells basement zanyuhanny Pan indulges in a circle
Fagan rough, swing and reeling pipe
Somewhere under the ground, so we move in a lip