Текст песни Ребенок темноты - Гриша панчер

Olintugeza iron swing
but do not forget about the impact muscle
and that your power will be unnecessary
Grisha understood it when lying in the ring
coach leading the ward to his senses
forehead moistened with water sad tale
all choose either boxing or rocking
I am no longer issued with a dyhalki
Boris Borisovich, you just do not get angry
But I probably will no longer fight
And Grisha began a new life
In the morning I get up to college
Tightly dined in the local dining
Next to the store to buy yogurt
In the evening went to contend glands
Yes, and communicate with the boys interested
Between the more suitable intervals
This is not a box where you rest on the minute the
On weekends at local raves in DEKA
Security at the entrance joked zavsegda
Well Th Grisha who cut down today
Grisha has blue eyes askance
It seems to sit quietly all the attention to the ladies
Vadik closest homies walked to the urinal
Busy Man ahead of two more
wait zapadlo Vadik real boy
Get away greenhorn house will spoil
But Solag were militancy
Another would be a little teaser and the broken
Lida passed toilet
Saw mill base has risen to the top
Grisha had learned in the fight reached
Three strikes two knockout
And I sweated on sparring 10 rounds
out like everything in life quickly and easily
to beat a beard in a big short

Chorus: Grisha puncher smoked gandzhik
Houses in the corner pylylis gloves
I put up a fight for the blue wave
Especially tough barogozil in water

Not dopit Schweppes bottle on the mat
Four is a lot so I can drink gallons
Not syte boys and drove Gregory pressed the gas pedal
Have fun on the road lupila pampukh
Then they set about Guf muddied
Until space traveled forty minutes
At the entrance Grisha stuck in saltier cackle
Lida pulled a discontented face
How do I tired of this mad joke
Do not like something topoy foot
Won his house Mr. Che Prepare lava
They smoke potopuli Hawali in poppy Dhaka
Horns a couple of Big Macs themselves drinking cola
Tea poured fresh caesar roll
White nights half-empty highway
it was necessary to cut the silver Mazda
I drove down the window drew level
You are creating Th mudache oh lucky
Grisha satisfied press brake
Calmly stretching out the shoulders
Desire is one cause injury
Those who come here bitch asshole
Swing kick but through the cross arm
Grisha sad asphalt broken nose
He remembered his last fight like lying in the ring
Well, x in the furnace, these parties