Текст песни Флэйв - Свободная касса

My fantasy ocean rather a swamp
In which all moral stuck to the elbow
And love, feelings, pictures, paintings
Fit everything in one column

We need talent? Want selling?
What will you do with it? With the instruction is not in trouble
Buy what you want, because everything material
And how many would not have spent nothing lose

I think not all too trite
After all, the genius does not shout about the uniqueness
And all the changing robes on panamku
At our office antinelegalnoy

To be closer to the stars become an astronaut
But as a child is now thinking about the artwork cosmo
More Baste with Gufom thanks to the growth of narco
And now about the whole rap Mutko near parks