Текст песни NN Ice - Мы не каждые

As a medical scalpel, cuts the soul lives
We are under the asphalt, but sometimes outside
Some of the cellars, we will not be enough
Someone with the screen does not follow the bazaar
Grey trees in the village of gray
Huge worms crawling in the cave
They're looking for something and go somewhere
My words are like a predator, but the wind blows
Here the battery is not warm, but still smolders
This stuff, which never believe
In heaven do not open the door, we do not need
This doubt, ever strangle us
There courtyards people hide body
Hiding in your pocket and do not pay for what he has done
Here I do not see the sun, but still hot
Smoke enveloped the wall and turned into droplets

From soul couplets everything about it
As hip-hop poets who make rap cutlet
Do not fall deeper
There will be, we'll drown your soul
We need something more than just dinner
Where are the voices subways stroking the ears
Here cue from the speakers could dissolve
And I was able to choose from thousands of roads
Whether you're in a wheelbarrow or at work
This staffchik batters or strikes in the face
Bit and bass and Mike, that's my team
Plus snapping from his brother smell underground
Close the curtains have not firing
But we bring down, and you as boots
Come here, son, and we are a hip-hop show
As happens smears, but we are not for everyone.