Текст песни BuZZworD - Буря в стакане

nedorepery here as a storm in a teacup
but after the first mountain here flies
god your brain vskroyut lethal
but I do not vpiraet not one of intsrumentalov
and yet the stanza as the pier
hopes for profit in an hour
many lived very
fate to weave a braid
if Moirae in the church of Corinth
once again throwing the drama for rhymes
these strange beefs
rivals neglyadya go on barrier reefs
and sink to the bottom of the settling polyps
sags libido I sadness stable
I'm taking this as a Charon mediocrity across the river
because they do not survive in a verbal shootout
but fancies himself a gangster every small pepper
I banter like these devils mockingbird
circle of mediocrity have to shovel slag sieve
they are trying to say that battles like crazy
Najd but the track is a stream deep vomiting
I have populated these godforsaken briefly in Compton
my flow is played strictly in the race with them
from what I want to say this is just a pipsqueak remember
regular crowd ms spoiled ambition
ruin in the region and their carefree youth
and it is unlikely that it will fly to their empty heads
All these phrases are easy for me but the road