Текст песни Hobbbiton - Маршрутка

Minibus

The children of the ninety-sixth graduated from school
Elections in the yard, old creatives of the law
And in these networks everyone has been chained for a long time
In the courtyards, they also give for misunderstandings on cabbage soup

Don't be sad mother, don't be angry father
The time has passed for the lyrics of an ordinary driveway
And now you can't drive up to her on a crooked goat
Scored lit a cigarette and took off

Plant re oh, choose the core
An ardent package will remind you who was shit here
And who is above the law, Uncle Stepa has already died
Pokemon Masters were led down the hallway with a convoy

I'll be a little freer tomorrow
Maybe, maybe I'll be under her
While pumping under the Tatars and black liquid
They tell us that everything seems to be fine here

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Let's go, pass the fare
Thank you, I'm sorry, but today without a summer residence
What the fuck is you playing from my car
Sit down and keep your mouth shut
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