Текст песни Отрицалово - Где мои 17 лет

garbage nit on shoulder straps
you can catch up
in vain you faked a siphon in your whistle
field - dear mother, she will hide me
the cop luck let you down

that you are a Bonovskaya whore
show your mug
you cough up your white pride with blood
I shook your fucking on the asphalt
it doesn't matter where you come from
even from Malta

at the concert, the boys jump and jump
there are no rats and assholes - but how else?
according to the concepts of layouts we will provide
I'll fill it up for my brother, a knife in my liver

Where are my 17 years on Bolshaya Berdichevskaya
I shaved my head with an electric razor
save on haircuts
guys are normal
beat the booms read books
very relevant