Текст песни Муровей - Бессоница

My sleep as a hand shot
Open the doors on the empty balcony, how did it suffer
I know everything on the program
I need to write a lot until the horizon shines

"Isn't that hip-hop?" - I thought, looked, a huge piece
Life like a DJ Set - in the desert a sip
I would not change anything, lift my hand
This is a joy for me, time breaks bridges.

Zamoskvorechye and Odo. Hey how's it going?
Different places, but also beating bottles on Saturday
Who is what is much? Who will leave here traces?
I do a juicy nap and again sit down for bits

I can not notice how the day passes by
Leaving night; In the head a bunch of ideas
I know that they will help to live
Rows are able to fly, hit the strings of the soul

(In battle) if, of course, do not shit
The next blah blah so does not look like life
Faith in yourself, I put accent
Here without any problems, micro ODO, ZM

(Muro) My neighbor behind the wall fell asleep
And the cold moon whispered something in his ear
Original rap genus of green fields
Do beautifully, as did in boxing Mohammed Ali

And something evil lies on the table
The city will cover winter, you will cover the verse
Morning, station, in your pocket
Hands will raise the whole hall, feeling a warm connection

My sleep as a hand shot
Open the doors on the empty balcony, how did it suffer
I know everything on the program
I need to write a lot until the horizon shines