Текст песни pra killa gramm - не поможешь себе сам тебе не помогут

Nor help himself, you will not help
So try to get at least do not go feet
Who can be trusted only to himself .
All illusions melt like snow in the spring .
(Bang)
You know, I do not even have to help Doctor
I hang out with paranoia in the hood wet
Under windows I look people in glass
I breaks , as a bud in Coca ogranizma
electric shocks - Neet ! strikes memory
And those who were huepletami - road tablecloth
Hunters - naive daughter and mother
They believe in the best but it just is not enough
Enough already. I'm sick of quality
And believe in music in this country just tomfoolery
But if so , then I'm just crazy , call an ambulance
I need a charge, or throat slit
After all, I naive in this regard and hope breathes
She held hostage , but I did priischu you slyshesh ?
And let me be put behind bars though otpizzhennym
I do not it does not change with those with whom I am in life
On the tin , but it was and remains
Naive die with dreams of distant Bronx
Flying in space , my rocket nozzle breathes
I also trust only themselves , fewer cops
Shackle hope not feel the taste of blood
But if you will not help yourself - do not help