Текст песни Антон Чайка - Культура

They are from the album on stage from Rostov from the south of Russia
The audience did not have an allergy to hip-hop
But the neighbor had questions about the floor below
What kind of Casta make it louder, otherwise the words are not heard at all

Together we rocked the whole house in the evenings
Neighbors banged on the wall on the batteries and we sing
Particularly brave ones took the elevator up to our floor
They made it quieter and talked music is no longer heard

Tell me how strong a dream must be
To stutter and lisp a star for him
Promise all Russia hip-hop coup
The goal is achieved read all the guf people understood you

My tears my sadness seventh grade was pony
The girls went around humming sighing languidly
A party! Where? the decla has bolts at home
Record two thousand year nomination album who are you

The second floor is a glazed balcony with a view of the district
He has seagulls and my daughter is paper and a few lines
I read what I wrote yesterday in four hours
He listens, nods and delves into another two hours

Who was the first I can tell from myself
The end of the eighties to drunkenness boys who needed it
92nd year mister little guy thirteen years old
I will die young shot the video and the poet went out

Zero fourth then tried to ignite together
Joint Slag Donalds Well Just Tin
And decl was the first to enter the rotation, not without the help of the chief
Tour clips and went like clockwork

Seryozha, I walked away and met Masha
She is a good friend of my good wife Dasha
She really liked the Janitor, by the way, her mom too
I smile ashamed, but I like frost on my skin

I'll go online and read what they write about him later
What I would not see I would like to review a little stricter
Seryozha returned shaking Casta in a panel house
Let's knock more quietly again from the parallel apartment

Feature film prank you and your wife saw
Starring who would you think? Noiz Ms
Who! yes noiz is the strongest freestyler in Russia
How he I can not but the hip-hop industry is rushing me

Godfamily stavropol from our area group
Criminal theme parties in a friend near the club
Respect production the first piranha album I have not listened to
Life or wallet the album carried away by someone put their soul

In the ninety-seventh year, basta in the psycholyric group
Did he know then what would become Nogano Serious satirist
At the club duncan starting to hone his skills
Now the dream is music and your craft

And of course I am glad to all their ups and downs
the main thing is that the love of the public is disinterested
Someone gets inspiration in the evenings on the roof
And you write with meaning, just feel and breathe

Dasha was scared and Serezha and I were scared too
The lights went out in the kitchen and even in my hallway
Sparkled wiring where recently she rocked
Neighbors without light feel this is just the beginning

But who left the house without light, then no one knew
And that evening, the text next to the candle wrote
In the morning, the blue electrician fixed everything for us and dumped
In the evening again, the rap in the columns that he loved

Later, as always, there will be an unknown bit from there
He wakes up people and Dasha, but everyone seems to be used to it
When the hand slips and the wax smolders more slowly
Do not forget that children grow up on your songs