Текст песни mc.Chibo - Хорошего понемногу

In the pockets of pale yellow to the bottom of the pockets is broken
Like a lot of grass and we have not killed
Send varimsya topic titles known to everyone
But then the pale red of the bushes climbed
We are honest zkazali that it is not our
Kasha flew all our mix
Red in furashkah said not much
Close your good little

I do not think I speak here first
It was in the early summer of Rostov
We decided to plan to get so much from doing nothing
Fry horoshoshey porridge to eat because there was nothing
Cooked rice for two days and was zaebis
I accept smoked without a filter generally lousy life
And then all at once have realized that it is necessary to tie
And what is interesting to wind thanked
Pocket Scored we went to the village Dawn
And there are more than kustische nowhere
Very sticky glue point
Hands all green butter fingers glues
Well, as usual score went back
Think like a fry in a hostel who told
On the whole bus stank our hay on porridge
And hiking grandmother burned all our

Well like a ride and all exactly treason
Ubitsya wants very night before what would have been the subject
We went to the hostel got a frying pan
The shared kitchen and we roasted get stuck
In anticipation of this theme took alarm
They all go bespontovo potatoes fried with bacon
And three is called near one pans
Each shine Knowledge chemical treatment
Who would have vodka but why is it necessary
Kazinaki fire and went to eat
pohavat sat waiting for the arrival of
2 hours, this was poebota
Next we went to lash after all exactly
I chopped off had a dream voton
Like we poeheli as if all significant
But when we roasted cops podhuyachili

I woke up in a sweat all ohueli with me
Fuck you max Th Th chop off you
I red eyes looked like a deer
I slept for about 15 minutes but I thought the whole day
I caught up with beer and thought about the miracle
Well that dream rather than in reality fucking
this topic I had to tell a kid
All pougorali well and then everything away we go