Текст песни бро продукт - 904

life is not easy in Moscow time
smoke goes through the lungs
and so slowly
we solve issues
with homies
on the floors
and only with those
who value freedom
even on everything from which it is daring
I'm like a mirage
and you will hardly see my circulation
thoughts on the tongue sin
there is no chance here
I do not mind
let it be hot
people will understand what to run from
Yes, no offense, I just had to press everyone at once
rushen time, so no secrets
I give out everything as a lethal outcome
elementary under the cops
so many critters walk
I'm on the right track
remember guy
so many rules
but not one
was not memorized
we truly believe
into something light
but my feet are pulling
and so not noticeable
like a gust of wind
this style is underground
not for madness
that they are not in their business
here we breathe healthy plants
and I'm not a mediocre, here is a local
I know the district and the area

here they say
what not to happen
and there is no maze to hide
I'm so open
that shablyu sitting on a bench
at the sight of me
leaves bloom
everyone is waiting for amnesty
it's not bezyzyan
city ​​see me
from what I have not seen
or just put it to sleep
otherwise everyone fell off the chain
fucking son
we are fathers so don’t ss
whoever needs it
he will understand the message

I'm fed up with all this
it's a fucking shame
will not stop
until it is forgotten by someone
let's take it, brother
and we will analyze the whole world for bits
maybe then we will at least understand something
why are we here when there is only smoke

there is a lot to understand