Текст песни T1RAN - Звук из глубины

In this club we're city's Rock
And from here I do not go out like a trap
And we have not once come back here
Today is Friday the thirteenth day

Your whore has wiped her mouth
And we will not stop the flow of this club
And someone wants to leave, but he has no legs
That's why I had the shock of your lines

Your teen has recently had sent bichyu
And we eat all even with game
This track was written yesterday toist now
Trying to beat the wall is indifference

My styles are machined and are not forgotten
You fuck granny on its mainline
We invite you to imagine - the doors are closed
your rhymes have all buried

Have fun until the morning, goes all around the head
Do not forget it's just empty words
During his forehead is burning all the same star
light the ladies at the club and gospada