Текст песни ОУ74 - Из Недра

During three nights, word lined handwriting
Leaving the cipher host lines
All in rhyme, more clearly
Recitative sticky as staph boarded in splif
From the depths of concrete slabs creaking rope pulls the dead lift
And I live while the city sleeps in this delirium only difference bits
I was wildly exhilarating fifth cup of tea out of the land is mountainous regions of China
Look and you is that I was isolated from the bustle of the courts when there is
Familiar creaking doors cotton
Type in the tracks got involved in this cruel world
Just arrived move people
He had a choice someone broke
In this city rarely burn lights when necessary
And do not shout will not appear next to acab'a
On the southern outskirts of the rules Tankograd brother

No time to think about tomorrow, looking through the eyes of refueling
My Babila soon wake up and go to breakfast
Tailwind, the Republic of Latvia on the CTZ through the center
Boys met, white VAZ arrived on the third
And there is something to do while napping bigbro
While micro acid but it soon strelnet through plates
Under this bit dead lift will stretch as the days stretch

Consciousness extended way beyond the window the noise of cars
I'm alive, but in this city another life
The room is a mess is not a reflection of the soul
I'm not in it and where Tankograd rap alive
This city breathes Butor
Associated smoke enveloped good if the square
You can go for the stage, but their way confused
Looking for Original sound? I'll help you
While the cops take power into his hands, beat their fists in the chest
I am here and not to fall keep balance
Skipping past the eyes hypocrisy and gestures fucking beast
Mary jane honestly without you fucking us
I see the bags you closely
I see as a country poisons Commerce
On golovnyak whole world - and dick with it
Write songs from the heart to the sun
Selected bachelor boiling on the fire and becomes more interesting
On repit bit more cheerful, style does not get old

The unit does not siphon and I understood everything
Locked wires, introduced the necessary passwords
0 1 1 0 0 1 no more, so that's dystopia with the smell gonevo
I'm writing a story and I know it's worth it
On the table is a piece of glass is empty courtyard
Square in the fog, the body draped
My rates will be for someone too maloholnye
Everyday laid up in the bucket sinks poltorik
With the gods popolame with features not share
It is a mixture of northern and southern foundations techniques
And finally here is such a AUDIONARKOTIK

From the depths of concrete slabs creaking rope pulls the dead lift
And I live while the city sleeps in this delirium only difference bits
From the depths of concrete slabs creaking rope pulls the dead lift
And I live while the city sleeps in this delirium only difference bits