Текст песни Oxxxymiron - В тихом омуте

Joint track with Oxxxymiron from the mixtape "Weighted Rap" (2011)

[Verse 1: Oxxxymiron]
Oxxxymiron and I don’t pass the hookah
Yes, I'm a lost louse, since I crawl on my eyebrows
You are in us, son, do not look for the West, we are where the gopota and Ramadan are
Forever blue cabbage soup - Avatar (Che, the smartest here?)
Wisdom is part of Minerva
And we, although we do not climb into TV, but often on the first
Misfortune and nerves - Satan rules the ball
Roll up, roll up or down sleeves - cufflink, ye
Forget the hospitable shelter because they'll be nailed
After all, everyone here is not indifferent to rags
Yes, I'm from here, and you came to boutiques for clothes
I'm for black rap, Toko without external paraphernalia (Fuck you all!)
This cart is monotonous
Fish on the shoulder - not Che, like Diego Maradona
You are very social, but not with the poor, like Ostrovsky
I have a compass on my sleeve, even though I'm not from Kamennoostrovskaya (Oi!)
My mentality is London against everyone!
Your thug father will pick you a fashion department at school
I remember with a Pakistani behind a bong barn
Go out at night for a walk, E16 - Sarajevo, yeah!