Текст песни ST feat. Dino MC 47 - Все начиналось с музыки

It all started with music, rap prisoners
Blindly obeyed each new track,
The sound of the first kasetnika idols,
Copied their lives but their motives
Translated lyrics, behavior, image
Society saw but did not want to deal with it,
Drew what topless did not dig deeper,
Buddy is heard only what he needs,
Lightweight women in the lungs of good skanchah.
Raslablyatsya and so much alluring
And scores treated, hard cough
Eyes on Fuel type the first drops.
Raskumar round then semicircular,
The first night of Mommy's money bags
First Mutko, then just the first
Mother on the nerves at the window quietly sedeet
And so on a weekly basis and everything is fake, friends or poddelniki has no value, there is no difference you are no longer a person, another vegetable another habit ...
It is not as if the rod inside navozhdeniya ...
Another snowy Prostrate hopes
Remember though that before now
Fiberglass table and down and died bag of bones ..

Chorus:
Just come home ..

Fly today and time is infinite
And we see the world the same way blithely
Two very often red in the opposite direction
Live once and nothing ever
Dying every night and in the morning is born again
State propaganda goes against my plans
Measure the joy packages glasses
With unclear chikami, friends addicts Bosko cockroaches
But I'll tell you, I'm with this baggage inside your soul sitting
Kill so if I ship bags
I dipressiya on the topic that I breed
Behind the better days, better to come
The same me uncomfortable at the thought of what will happen to us next
I want to return to a time when he could refuse to fight again
and do what is important