Текст песни Врозлив Тошеч - Потребление

I take you to the store for a wedding I will definitely take you to the store
and you there you want to stock up
but one dick you die that you would not buy you grow old
your breast sagging you no longer sell your fuck to anyone
there is little good in life
you die so you don't buy darling
no, I don’t scold you, so take it on everything, today we are blinking
until everything drove away for the beloved chikuli
I propose to sell my grandfather, he is one dick soon squirting
let's sell all our friends, for example, cache, well, who needs the fuck
just shoot him with a single salvo of all his father's hunting rifles
and eat it, after all, everything will ultimately become shit
I understood it a long time ago
have or be of course have
private property all fucked in private property
your cunt is my private property
mine mine in my pockets more more you have two cars
and now I ask a whore fucking you third
what does it mean to collect and I fucking in this case I collect punches in your fuck
how many years have passed and you are all the same fucked
what do you mean want a new old tired
yes you fucked
iPhones first second third fourth fifth fifth with sixth
fucking sixth iPhones
I'm already a shame shame to dial you from the intercom
see your parents steal all their money
and take the maximum possible loan in microloans
where they give at a thousand percent per annum and for all buy chips raise
Petya drives on a groan, he is worthy in kind
gave eighty thousand daddy rubles
may God save his soul
but personally I would not accept this fucking rogue into my circle of elite
I suggest watching someone drink what’s poured into a glass
and if it’s too cheap it’s pissed into a drink without talking
you cannot fill yourself from the outside
but I really want
but the watch is a normal accessory, but it’s necessary for at least ten
and not Chinese but with a normal name
here yegor fuck yegor on brands
he has three apartments for rent and he earned them
so he can wear brands
what the fuck brands fucking shame look into my eyes
what are you carrying the son of a dog
the same set of letters packed with seven-year-old children in a Philippine factory
and every day from blue screens they say one thing to you
people die drink juice my family people die wear nike airmax
people die jishka the best watches people die polo from fred peri will help you build your anus
people die order from the internet new bellens people die
yes you fucked you consume consume consume and then you die