Текст песни SLimZ - Последний рывок

1)
this is what I have inside
as the vital organs ..
from the time of the eastern mordera
circulation in the head and the desire to make a turnip since times
I want to paint to draw pain
or the passionate words to describe the love ...
Though growth is not high
but I want to touch the sky like a skyscraper
you hear the beating in the chest
this is music enslaved
traditions necessary dishes
Though rap kicks. but it's time to pay us ..
even when the light in the shadows .. lost as Atlantis
now my place in the sun looks like a Malevich painting

Chorus:
We played against a background, there are no barriers armor
finished stage and that's enough to pinch his fists
last gasp and jerk until you'll die
we played but the background draw themselves

2)
and you think it's just - forget
plane nicotine, anger
as a toaster, I threw the world
though about becoming not earned nicknames zeros
outline a teenager when he wrote
Gloss and was not at all because
Now we froze as a poster
late late to wear a helmet
I was waiting for one .. apocalypse that he amassed
What would I be reborn and become another
manage themselves like Aladdin genie
folklore, one in the chest
does not understand that the whole world had subsided
in a few years become the father himself
We will not be cold we have in place under the sun