Текст песни Володя Рапер - 38 регион

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The street lamp. Summer like January.
Welcome to Siberia, does not arise here.
Here cocks. But man is such a bastard,
What can adapt to anything you want.

My city. My city - two big district.
They shared a band that does not freeze.
A pungent smoke huyarit directly to the city from the plant.
However, adapting, nobody notices.

My city. My city like a huge village.
All leave, leaving only raspizdyai.
Which fuck that band for Christmas trees and birches.
In this atmosphere of youth - forgotten by the authorities.

My city. Welcome, this is my city.
At the entrance you can not even wipe his feet.
It has long forgotten what & quot; Hammer and Sickle & quot ;.
Therefore, there can not see even the future.

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It Siberia ... Welcome.
38 rooms on the RUS, you, bitch, a little?
You're going to live? Dick there, you'll work hard!
Thirty-eight regions so far from ideal.