Текст песни Вышел покурить - ТРЕУГОЛЬНИК

Disassemble everything in grams, of the troupe are rising from the ground
find thousands of crumpled currencies Spend the morning
calls gudochki phones from windows in the window,
conscience by a pussy shaking - the semen on the forehead.
Triangle tunic virgins straight into the hymen,
Portals in the walls of the veins pierced trip
I solved the crossword not Get Smart
hundreds licked hundreds of stamps zayuzat dust
Blunt I have enough to hang out to smoke your
your slut knows my writing - puts me pros
it falls through my hands,
how do you know how many bullets in my cage?
not at the hands of a Rolex, but could shine,
I chilyus until you learn to complain to the bed,
my knife ready to cut, Bosko explode
FINGERS very carefully crumbled in passports