Текст песни Владлен - Перезагрузка

It was time read about grass and soft risla,
Himself scored and exploded, wrote insensitive thoughts.
There was no Flea, I dreamed of words on coloring,
I would default, I would change the style and returned everything back!
Would send Things Thousands of Lines of Planokura,
Successfully shook the beginning began and as if the dictator of the word Tarotoril.
Left squares, only pair rhymes,
Only garny bifts, specifics only, not strange myths.
There was time I lied crocodile tears,
Snot on the bit wound about misfortune in love and later
Wrote about false power, sewing and system,
Like the cat I nasal, drooled on banal themes!
Thought to pillan on batlah burden of grievous cargo,
Molt is not worth it, only the world and welcome my vanishing ace policy!
DSSS shimmerly thought I and I cooked rap burned,
As the Prince of Danish Uther, damn chiter I am now a reboot!