Текст песни ХулиGUNS - Чистоган

Sharpened spoon sling mode and fall into the abyss
Who do you believe us or the circumcised that they sang on the versus?
There will definitely not be ridiculous pompousness and fucking kitsch
And if somewhere they do not pull out, they just just became a country and forgetful
glottle pill is a stubborn gandon for those who else on died
They would let us go hobs in some laps with a kick
have a root chef that the first that the second will be coming
even smiles dead sincerely than your musical decor
Gloth's chill because all the songs are one endless mantra
no mary popins to fly on umbrellas here fuck not england
An hour will come and become fashionable fashionable snaps and T-shirts
In the meantime, until the first secility in the hooligan of green streets, play
Guso Maja Ikra Freshwater Faruch of Rye Gray
Breakdown of local blue Galanto cut the bottle in the shade of a tree
You are a fool in Kepara with a straight visor and in the ears of tones
Here's the cross that you did not understand what I sang here

gentlemen accomplices for that people feed non-letters
Sign the desire and lamp of three but not the fitness
As long as shining fucking moving stimulus
On the one hand, such a stylish with another such foolish
Behind the posts, the fashionable patriotism did not shit
ideas on the color of the diarnia who breathe what kind of sick
With fish eyes, this is a bitter generation but the good has an exception.
from the rules is not good in the society of noble sweeter
it is nehuyno quoted by cats once and right now the latest squeezes
and we got out like the finish line skiers and so far was the last start
Chill's glottle has not yet finally moved to sungate derivatives
To whom you believe us or those who sells a glasses to light up the muzzle

Rocks the city of black pipe smile
if you have a squeeze, I'm waiting
There is a chance to leave on concrete idol of serif
From the well-minded souls knock out spark