Текст песни Мышь - Хапаю и хохочу

I drove myself to a dead end by the attacked days
Played around with matches, herbs and stones
Soaked my sneakers in puddles and on sneakers in winter
Infected, cold and treated like those people in dreadlocks

I've never been greedy and never canceled
While someone was trying to become someone, I already became someone
In the city minibuses tralliks route for varik
Kropaliki guys for helping with a little

The product for every day is muddied up in minutes
And in the form of bitches, he explained that a cough is a cold
fictional between Monday and Sunday
and I found salvation at the bottom of a bucket with a bottle

I felt bad I smoked when everything is good too
I did not disturb unnecessary people and was not a saint
just loved to blow into the sky towards the sunset
When I was fired from my job, I became completely watakata

And this happy ending like there won't be here anymore
then we'll muddy ourselves up for the evening
and it's great to leave everything, I just don't want to
All day long I stick to grab and laugh

There is something in your pocket, something that was not there and will not appear
I twist the days on repeat, life is eternal Friday
not a rastaman, I just love the planchik
I'd rather smoke one than have a glass

That's what athletes will tell me for breathing
but sometimes the trouble, for example, often there is no lighter
Also dumped the girl that drove me so crazy
But in my mind, I'm tightly nailed often for nothing

My lifestyle is "give a fuck" and I lead it
in life everything will be cool, purely ururu
And a sense of humor, well, without it, everyone would die
There are numbers there stir up laughter, you stir up five seconds

It's just a thrill to kill yourself, use this topic
I thought how not to get lost and was lost
Respectos to free those who worship
Or waits quietly while the bun is cooked