Текст песни BoogiE feat Сток - Кайф-Лайф

Stoke

Thoughts fell asleep in stock
did not fall asleep wrote
they threw the sheets into the bedrooms
soaked in bass

and someone froze
waiting for a hard roast
I feel sorry for him
his shawl will be rubbed to the holes

terran jersey are back
we miss the veins of the streets
copying the killers
do not tolerate collecting dumb

and here the boys with sheets
for battles
we have a word exam
if you didn’t pass the measurement instead

for Alice a bit out of the car
hollows bodies to bruises
we are without fuss
weave our cipher with rhyme

the streets appreciate the shake-up
in the morning mash into basketball
someone is jumping on a skate
someone will sleep longer

and we are all there
waving under the freestyle
several torn down towers
further we promote our experience

against the background of driveways
places where it is cloudy
we like to print morning
passing current through it

and all our life is here
because there is a thrill in this
Jew's harp for you a mixture
don't laugh, sit down to eat