Текст песни Oxxxymiron - Увеличение

And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.
But, as of skin do not go -
The same sky, the same creed, more Ben, damage, gave a demo.
We here seem to pi ** pepper -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence!
And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.

It used to be like: the logic of war - we or they.
That's strange, that's your own. Fronts are divided.
It's simple, crystal clear.
All that was yesterday - it does dedsad and nurseries. Now there is!

After all, the more, the more fucking implications.
On both blades, in the sandbox was crowded.
Here as follows: In each box a double bottom.
Each house has a back door and into the hold of a secret door.

Power - it gears under renoplastikoy.
Fingers on the joystick, and you - already part of it.
And then, as you are not finely troll -
There whether drug cartel, whether drug control.

A maiden watching eye of Yoko Ono,
A cocoon lokonav fly, as Laocoon.
Hundreds of puzzles, which then Mordor Shire
Around one Sudoku-shifters.

Chorus:
And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.
But, as of skin do not go -
The same sky, the same creed, more Ben, damage, gave a demo.
We here seem to pi ** pepper -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence!
And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.

What do you see behind my grimace,
For make-up, hooded, black-and-white mask ...
Behind a pseudonym for mime, for meme,
Back-MS is not distinguishable from the gray mass?

Or curve grin out of nowhere,
In search of raw materials to you Tochal 32 teeth.
Lybu woeful existence, Augur smirk.
The machinations of the Cheshire tramp from ear to ear.

Yes, it's all me - curious offspring.
Yes, I - the character, the collective image.
Yes, and you made me subconsciously.
Enough with you, now I'm an independent monster.

Security - a rare bird, like the god Ra,
Tags are traditions of (B \ B) protection.
And I - a child of the primordial chaos,
This little world Faustopodobny me f * losu.

Chorus:
And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.
But, as of skin do not go -
The same sky, the same creed, more Ben, damage, gave a demo.
We here seem to pi ** pepper -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence!
And so every single day -
More money, more things, more virgins, more demons.

Hero - glory Thief - mountains of gold!
Conservatives - same-sex marriage and Naked Lunch.
And I would only witch doctor, were doctors,
But from the back of something sticking out, I either Angel, or Brontosaurus.

We are in the throne halls, but as barons and vassals of Belshazzar
You start up the blue fat.
All Caudle overboard, I Europe with NATO,
But the fifth year, I'm Russian hip-hop to the west.

Said to hold the inheritance, but I - in the buff,
I manage time ** Bat Cadillac -
READ it Alexandre Dumas,
Exit, as if nothing had happened and said: & quot; How are you? & Quot;

Fama let unbelief whine
Nah ** me your labels: we build an empire from scratch and forever!
While the sky Fenrir leash not later
Collapsed shone as stucco from the ceiling.