Текст песни GTJ - demmo beat наживое ножевое

"they call themselves the theme
not them but you have a problem
black blood runs through my veins
how many people are on the dance floor with a hairdryer
fuck what will lead to problems
who treated and whose fault
she already has foam on her lips
there is a point from the car
there is sojzhenaya in the trash
there is another half a kilo of shit
this girl already has foam on her lips
will we stir up the cocker? is the price problem?
I sang into a leather microphone in the toilet
a couple of roads flew to the dance floor "

we are living dead we know the password you are alive dead do not forget to take control we are living dead lost in the night are you alive dead? into the darkness and scream

how a fat business man buys things
a bum who "just" walks with him

and can be seen from the window as from cars
sell legal phenamine
in the trash of tinted shop windows
civics, skyliks and devyatin
I will describe to you the characteristics of these machines
demand for glyc and codeine dropped in pharmacies

profitable knife

got into the club max theme
found a set in a hairdryer
and topic
my appearance quickly led to gaps
the lust of thirty-year-old freaks pressing against the walls

if there is a knock on the door of musara
do not rush to open the door immediately
can be accidentally received
imprisonment of "freedom" contagion
have you seen these pens, these enclosures built for us?
and you can still say that Putin is not a fag

what the fuck laws?
jwh equals heroin ..
we will stir up a riot on the ship,
and you know what, We will win!

on this ship, the deck has long been rotten
and in barrels of food there are only rats, still alive eat the dead.
this country is essentially a grave of many brave
who couldn’t stand these fat people in power

and this they call the proud word freedom.
here the majority is so, move while you move
what kind of freedom our fashion demonstrates
think for yourself, because you only hope for luck

think about the idea that a piece of paper is your freedom
she is essentially not yours, she is no one
Do you know who is driving this ship?
hike the Flying Dutchman himself fucking
a little more, and from the underwater depths his boss will appear
in order to finally resolve the issue with this "freedom".
so that now everything would be without a fucking thing,
slaves were called slaves, not janitors or managers
owners are owners, not directors and businessmen
so that from birth everyone on their feet - shackles.
let them get used to since childhood
girls are a little freer, for coquetry.