Текст песни ВЛАСКСТАРИПС - НАШИ ТЁЛКИ

Verse 1

In my class there suckers beauty ideals
Everything is so steep that a teacher on you
You ask to cancel algebra answer thee no
I leaf through Instagram, Ziv wrote me Direct

Geometry and you shame shame misery
From your theories in the coffin on the floor beating Pythagoras
In my class Vova, study Matan
Vova lost do not care, find on socks

Your sign - recessive, my sign - dominants
Learn Vieta already, forget the discriminant
You're a philosopher like Klitschko. And if I think of Kant
This is my fourth track, and I do not Deletant

Ch-ch-ch-ch-often stutter during the verses of songs
But with their fans is always I'll be honest
Hey, MC not the letter "Z" (Z), heard the track "My Tusa"?
-No, I'm Che fool? In my notes of elite taste

Chorus:

There is no one cooler than our heifers

Verse 2

Campaign even three-six-six sleeping more often than we
Matveeva Shakes biceps less than we
Matan decides Alex Larin less than we
School Campaign in St. Petersburg is not better than us

Here fumes
Morgachev sees parameter.
Life is a nightmare.
I already know the answer ... extraordinary
You timidly ask, "How?" Elementary

If the devil wears Prada, God is Odjii
That tackles were higher - spin on laundry
I began to rummage in logarithms, but I'm the same gangster
Your nightmare. The leader of the Redskins

If I'm around the corner, there is no doubt Alpha
If all of a sudden they become you, more than two pi
Our life is totalitarian? Not true.
In oil, it does, parliamentary.

Chorus