Текст песни MSTPD x Avi production - месть

Look in the swellings, Salam to all local
Who cooks a muddy case sitting on the chair
Yes smoke kumarit, yeah sprinkles
And my peaceful area at night just also burns

You seem to be in the castorgal, the portal of the eternal hell
The road slowly melts and melted the crown
And now on the floor of the way, the gate of paradise
You would like not to demons, but here you were waiting.

Welcom to Home, our idol, finally you are with us
You did not go smb, we were called you
Voices in the head were together
Now you are at home, bastard and give us mud