Текст песни Сергеев - Хуевая правда

I'm in these spots, rap in my head again
I write the text diligently, wetting my soul
Will it be better here tomorrow? Yes, hardly, I see
and do not shout that the gagged speakers did not shout

warned but the pashod in vain
while the eyes burn in the smoke stained red
a pass in this world equal to divided by two
there are drugs and guys who are in ties

here is the error of the navigator gets into the snot
under a pile of white snow on the back seat
whom I saw brother became free
and fucking bring back a world like this

ahhh, that's the fucking truth
I declare that I don't fucking need dust here
letting go, I was piled into the load back
under a cough I will not return to the sky

fuck, I was swinging on the fifth
pizdato flew into the sky under the yellow ceiling
I was already almost free but water again
it's so insulting, such a fucking truth