Текст песни Raven MC - Как рыба в сетях

Chorus

Just like the fish in the nets - we pulled ashore
Then either eat - or be released into the bath
I used to grow up to you - but for now, that the float
In a world where we are no more than small atoms

1st verse

Let me warm the person, his advice weightless
I waited for him like a fisherman in their networks catfish
Dispatching the word pair that the dumb to speak
If no idle talk, my life is like a broken swing

The work was not only the one that remained in the house
And there are not flipping flipping announce strange because drowning
at the buzzer for tons of wire and are even howl at the moon
You will be covered by the cell or tear depth

Streets warm light from the windows and snow flakes
And you know, these efforts so tightly podzaebali
I like PLOTER able to exact size
The boundaries of the empire in which we have become captives

Drawing gills air More used sat on my tail
Flat as quick still life pulls us to the bottom
Algae and plnktonam I can not draw
his fate differently if not to escape into the sea

Chorus

Just like the fish in the nets - we pulled ashore
Then either eat - or be released into the bath
I used to grow up to you - but for now, that the float
In a world where we are no more than small atoms

2nd verse

So it is not in rap will deal from what I was blinded
But I believe blindly in the world under the water multicolored
The fact that I engaged him as sheets of paper clip stapler
But it turned out as a beggar came to sing for Respect Me

I have not changed - the campaign has changed my life
In which you or mёrznesh or under a blanket
And who was there knows which way longer
If I turn out to be half an hour lying on the ground

Hard times, and apparently I'm behind the structure
Leaving things in it, and my muse completely tired
And there is nothing to compare - directly with obviously confusing
If the second year, chasing her hitched

Apparently my way - but you be honest
But in my world to be honest means to be trolling
So killed veset - from this stupidity
(Box Pencil: A head? Stinks and the dick would sney)

Chorus

Just like the fish in the nets - we pulled ashore
Then either eat - or be released into the bath
I used to grow up to you - but for now, that the float
In a world where we are no more than small atoms