Текст песни Тёмный кРай - Подземелье

For some, self-interest is the primary sweetness
I do not think kindness for weakness
From the world is almost nothing left
Only drawings and borders on satin
In the inside notebooks looking for clues to the riddles
Only in the unlikely rozstavlyu order
I want to leave footprints in your memory
At night, I try to write articles they find themselves
A bad mood is already in the habit
Sadness and melancholy is business as usual
Difficult gritty tower crammed
Let's not about that because there's a lot of personal
Mental ulcers fire goes out
I have something zanykal something you picked up on display
Taken from life quotes and phrases
Without fire, there is no smoke and that's it

I never have pursued new
I draw the details holding bases
All because there dungeon Rouge
Mainly in the soul good to find

It does not matter in a year or tomorrow
But in the end all the truth eventually won
She's always on the Rouge is only a matter of time
The truth does not hide behind concrete walls
It flows like blood through the veins from the underground
And washes in the way of traitors knockout
Yard Street Sound Music
It glitters like gold eyes narrowed
MS The problem is not just rapping
More important here to open your eyes to all those who are still blind
City true urban dust
From an early age I have this hooked topic
On my pages the ink in my righteousness hidden strength
So let it be there before it was
You can not have a lot of that is not enough
Guys convey to you the essence of the dusty basement
From the streets of revenge you can not hide under the covers
Overtake justice in the back kindzhalom
Do not poke your sting for please pity
At loggerheads is fatigue with laziness and cunning

I never have pursued new
I draw the details holding bases
All because there dungeon Rouge
The main thing in the soul good to find

It lit a fire in the soul thirst in adolescents
And there is no secret at all everything is just
Fate knows how to cheer izkolechit plan and without zhalosno
Pour salt on the bleeding wounds
And yet I heard a knock at the heart hoodie
I go for their dreams without dropping hands
Soon everything will collapse to a dust devil will
But as long as there are incentives! underground style
City sucks weak as the swamp
I have yet afloat and play in one of the gates
City Dust is dust of time
Something in it is eternal, and in this I am sure
I am looking for the meaning of every day living rozmeryano
Managed to make colors in the gray everyday life
This is not the news may not be new
But I am sure that sorvёt informed the fetters of the word

I never have pursued new
I draw the details holding bases
All because there dungeon Rouge
The main thing in the soul good to find