Текст песни Самый крутой рэп про школу - Школа

In these four walls I’m alone now, and liquid paraffin drips onto the table, a candle burns illuminating these dark wallpapers, and I look at the photos in the head of the story. By dirtying our blue pen with our pen, our girls click tasks like seeds, and the boys lead bazaar “otom that you remember I fell from the bridge?” “Well, you’re persecuting Lyokh?” “I’m telling the truth, come on, we better have a smoke!” The girls again use buns for a meal in the dining room, and we chew ham!