Текст песни Столистов - Реальность

We are in a prison of hip-hop does not need freedom
Here the silence is more from my wing
Around them on the shelves of the text and sweat
Old School surrounds us do not need a fashion
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Holes in the pants smile from ear to ear
cries the streets and cry live garages
Not enough leaders left the tribes
Not enough rain clouds went back
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What went everyday and what the Sabbath
What are people which they Parody
It's hard to live has become the exchange of air in the smoke
I do not see it hunt luchshshe I will blind
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 little action over rubbish
where the entire Soviet dispute and not an American betting
Wali with us chhat podnitym nose at you
Window Reflection pokkazhut where up