Текст песни MetaMoreFozzey - Шо-мажор

I
When I was born, I knew A minor
My ears tested good ENT doctor
What say? He said that I will Blackmore
And in this song tone matched majeure

Does your mother a good heart? So!
And the Pope to the store? In my way!
And then the bride-price, because without Khan
It's like mother-to forget that is not

My mind is a good doctor treating Oybolyt
Then I forgot the meaning of the word "sibarit"
A horseman when it behaves like a cat
To whom injected hlordiazepoksit

Chorus:
Could be a song
Not enough oxygen
Now, perhaps, someone camping say Sasha that for crap, Sasha that for crap, Sasha, yeto messy, ugh

II
My reason - green as grass
Is the word horizon, no "Horizons"
There is a word ROOTS, there is no word "roots"
Externally, we are white, white and not black

Do not hurry, I do not have time for you
Tale no robe, Bratva - walks
No wandering, oversees a hectare
Then it becomes a table and rolls layer

Kyi always looking pocket
Tom Cruise are just like my mustache
Wake up at night and go look for throne
In fact all my life, all my reason

III
Life is constantly pulling down
Especially if you go on descent
In all shmalyaye church cupid with bow
Old graffiti - Pron'ko-podlyuka!

Baryshni sit powder his nose
Come, we are waiting for the main prize
I hear him smell like meat Kabyzdoh
Well, vpolyuyemo rabbits? I plan two!