Текст песни траблы за триста - о том, что мы все - ВСЁ

D: - And where is the most comrade that boyars?
S.: - Boyar? Boyars in Kazan Tusit. He recently came and right now left again in Kazan. But he studies there, political science, all x * nya.
D.: - Yes, Zheb * born is a vegetarian political analyst, bl *. Are you all vegetarians?
S.: - No, only me.
A.: - You are what, fuck * chtol.
D.: - You also do not? Have you been a vegetarian like?
K.: - I am a drug addict. What nah * th vegetarianism bl *. I am wondering.
D.: Do you blow or make it? Or rubbing?
K.: - Everything.
S.: - We are all - everything, bl * h. All pussy * c.
K.: - Everything.
... they just want to meet ...
Common fear. Fear of man. I have a leg like that thicker, and one of them is your fear. He understood. I say - you see, it's your fear. Everything, come on, went.

Gratitude no borders, I said
Thank you no limit - they said they
Another summer ended
Under the tree in the shade
My mood scattered
And I'm on the way again ...

And my body takes off
Circling (PARI)
Above Brennaya Earth
Exquisite
In the pitch-doubt of Nevior
...

D: - Kak you for * Bali smoking ...)
A.: - Want to ask you a cigarette ... Take cigarettes?
D.: - Yes, yes.