Текст песни AlbertM - 2. Магнитофон

Music album & quot; Ideas & quot; (2013)

I'll write a rap .. is knocking bits ..
While full of titles .. all the ideas from the head ..
My friends see me .. on one side ..
From which you can not see .. distant orbit ..

Poured mahito .. absolutely no appetite ..
In an open room .. suddenly closed ..
Going through the corridors .. not forgetting prayers ..
Magnets like dynamites .. and we both algorithms ..

Bridges are full of beauty .. when there is darkness ..
Facial features show .. how do we love ..
Sit wait .. While there five minutes ..
The clock is ticking, ticking all .. no return ..

Bridges are full of beauty .. when there is darkness ..
Facial features show .. how do we love ..
Sit wait .. While there five minutes ..
The clock is ticking, ticking all .. no return ..

Chorus 2x

The walls are painted colors .. color black and white ..
Blank tape .. plays under Foner ..
Going through the corridors .. not forgetting prayers ..
Magnets like dynamites .. and we both algorithms.

Life is a clip type .. can guess the climate ..
Quit what poured or fire with fire ..
Moral or hold out the door .. exhibit ..
Bysrto there to pray, there is something heights poses ..

It was fluffy and white and unimportant to us trouble ..
By mutual consent, fouled the track ..
Grad will break your head .. rozoydёtsya at the seams ..
Everything is exactly that .. it will release long ago promised ..

Let the global problems .. everything safely - safely ..
Closed rap, I count at least timidly in ..
Let derezhabl arrive and will take somewhere ..
I'm well read there what that inoplanityanov ..

Life is a clip type .. can guess the climate ..
Quit what poured or fire with fire ..
Moral or hold out the door .. exhibit ..
Quickly there to pray, there is something heights poses ..

Chorus 2x

The walls are painted colors .. color black and white ..
Blank tape .. plays under Foner ..
Going through the corridors .. not forgetting prayers ..
Magnets like dynamites .. and we both algorithms.