Текст песни Dima Remi - детская комната

I am your Bruce Willis on the scenario of the sixth sense
Have become a right thing I don't understand who I want to become
Deja vu, but here it is clearly not to be fashionable
You blocked the way, then you need to beat in the face

And in the plot you must demolish me
but son twist, because I'm not a verse
Wait to repay style you are far from oxxxymiron
Power smoke, on serve even in seven

Enough to guess throwing the bottom of the coin
Room recording while moms have no house
And this stage will serve you anesthesia
Are you a reper as a Potap? Rather Anastasia

You did not ask us but we came here
on Sasisu Vap, you are not a child, but the lassive
not suts dude because it is for me to do it time to grow up
So in the children's room I am in the closet my bugmen

But what have you seen in addition to four walls?
Skilled Monitor, Network Eternal Client
I'm chased on the sink, you drone drowned
And this time I will cry, because there is no smoke without fire

I do not need attempts in order to throw you into the urn
Apparently you have seen and did not absorb SMOK Urban
Banal you are strong, in vain micro jerked
You are waiting for the fourth just as the couple's album

The point is not disclosed, but you have mercy
I will send you to the Puhu, pedophile to frolic
After that your song is forgotten
My Kid Room Aka Camera Torture

Let's do not roll, open the door
In this room, bloody children
In the closet skeletons, where are their
You will be the following if this is a witness