Текст песни Карман - Минус регги 2

I love to smoke and does not scare me
What grass poison my soul heartlessly
I smoke a cigarette and thoughts come
Thoughts come to a new conclusion
That's how I live my life
Time goes by and I'm scoring
Hammer on everything at all that I want
By the way, I'm going there
I know that bad, can and disgusting
I do not read this little morality
Cigarette more than your words
Soul healed led to thoughts
Again the smoke, the sweet smoke
gently caressing
delves into the soul
Thoughts leads
And sadness drowns
hot mouthfuls, I am well again

Lightweight grass, behind him beckons
And for me to be honest it right wheels
Get plenty of grass less harm
Nothing has changed since forever
Not an enemy and not a friend of a part of me
The more the more mouthfuls of smoke
The pocket on quietly pack is empty
The soul yearns sorry for the pain
It is necessary to buy the grass comfort
There is not a habit that attraction