Текст песни 121 Градус - Михаил Тетюев

Spoke of him, though many bad
And he rocked the crowd to fuck
He could dissolve cunning Jew as Lohan
And deep down, he still believed in God
And he lived as a boy, but his dope ruined
Now, under the window shouting asshole Hava Nagila
And you have something against him asshole
You will begin to flow out of my head bloody sauce
As it flowed from this kid
Maybe it's murder, but who fucking killed him?
PROBABLY salamander, maybe it's suicide
Maybe he decided to repeat the feat Cobain
Perhaps salamander take over the world after his death
And why the track "No Death" was written
Believe it or not believe it seven times, measure
Before buying the barrel, it was not balabol
Responsible for words, I did not take a loan,
and that you take when open your mouth?
And it's not the track to prove that we are cooler than you
This memory track one kid
Track the memory of one strong-willed kid
The track memory of a great kid
Track Memory of Michael Tetyueva

I need to write the text, and already cuts into sleep
We found Tetyueva jeans scored coke Gandon
Death simply decide, not just accept
It does not matter whether his sharp knife cut
Or what bydlan hit due to its growth
Or who dropped him toaster
On the plate is a delicious lobster
The words on the verse does not go, I again Buch
When to change guys, I do not know
I squander everything, but this is the next track
You know, I dream of an endless summer
I dream of an endless vacation
I would probably have long sat in the search
I remember sleeping with Micah crack during the search
In short blame drug shit!
And Micah Tetyueva I will always remember
And it's not the track to prove that we are cooler than you
This memory track one kid
Track the memory of one strong-willed kid
The track memory of a great kid
Track Memory of Michael Tetyueva