Текст песни ЧЭ и РО - Прямоугольники

At the hands of corn sertse not pick a password
But as befits a hero, I will not let them,
It is not by the will of the poem,
And no creams for eczema will not remove our souls with bohemians,
Try to break the stereotype - Dad told me,
And the fact that we piously zasrali like a pig,
Hear how the fate crucified for your X5-th
And someone's blood spattered lam for your Rolex damn,
During that fight - proshlyapili,
You pomnish with whom we drank, brother, and how thrashed whore?
But you dick vspomnish the sea surface,
And the moon that echoes from the water,
Under ekhi excites the body,
I'm not a bazaar on my dick life twirled,
A black and white writing 8 years, 5 of them in the ear, I have not a shepherd, I'm just a rapper, market relations - it is the teacher