Текст песни N.Gru - Посыл весомый

Muse bits and smoke - companion , and for the soul ,
unlikely to lodge false curs that swarm about the chic,
see in the way of wide, circling not only swarm ,
but it will be shorter than the road , and the life .
We all sin , but someone , someone lays down under the knife ,
then he decided in this fucking world of lies .
We are not majors are not refugees and the homeless .
We are the ones who go to the truth , is now on a par with her ​​run .
No , man , you're my path is shortened !
Neither Moody, like the couple blyadin envious .
You like daddy's half way when stomped on trails ,
you are not alone , this same route trampled .