Текст песни Remarque - Билет в один конец

The tube vibration on, clip the words in the micro
I steles, if it is my rap sheet,
Girl, I have the soul, but I walk
until you void of understanding your dude rolls
Your background I even drank six bottles
And display language you look like Albert Einstein
Sweetheart, you also paralyzes the kitchen
You do not even welded ravioli not Googling
Are you with us every day as a show window
But you sound convincing as the Pasha Morgan
But as you mime aptitude
You like rhymes at Jet'a - I see you advance fucking
But at night you hot as a greenhouse
if I Legmc and I'm in bed with PGG
Okay, but now I'm laughing about it
In you it was essentially the only plus

And I want you to go last
In order for the money you sit down at the end of
For you to contact a couple of gold rings
You need a one-way ticket