Текст песни beloe more vs nikson - 3 round

I looked to the right, left, around all the same people
With microphone in hands, Nagan - invariably for background
Lyuto is true with a soul and heart
Yes, I'm hard, brother, the same as Merillin Manson
You fucking from such a White Sea
Pure truth, wounds are quite salty - do you know it?
She is now more expensive than the vert
I will open the window and with smoke I will release it in the wind
There is a lot of smoke, little light and decibel
Litres Red Isabella in Bokalch
All that I thought was empty in full
I will come out this bitter and spool in the restroom
I'm in this tus run in the middle of a naked
Touches not all but many
I am not a lover, I'm still still
Catch you here Nehuy, bro - come later!