Текст песни SoRT prod. - Правда

Everyone has their own way
Either remove or at repit
Anyway
While the network someone out there that the snitch

This is not something that was in the beginning
Who that includes only sad
Who is responsible for the market is not
Somebody shakes someone does not dangle

Why pose as dangerous
pseudo gangster for Ratac
but you are able to crap
When you remove your fingers from the keyboard

Who is the king in the walls
who is winning, who is a trouble
someone on the bunk who is on the run
But the truth remains the truth on both sides

Fuck scan or longing, or Ural GMT
Trap or Peregrine, STC or NC
What is the difference, Porto or CSKA
It will fuck as if life is not well-worn

for whom it is all a game
but as a player he is in it for short time
It's the life of the road
For whom the road road

someone knocking on open doors
drink alcohol, indulge in the first
someone has accumulated enemies, someone to "gelding"
Someone began fucking nit someone has remained faithful

Life is like a key on a piano
World Pictures constantly fly past
Hurriedly, a glass full of half
Any fight fire with only a wedge

From the traffic light to traffic light
Fear see insignia on the blue shapes
Fear to get caught up in these catacombs
Stories about the lousy life - that is your combo

Smoke on the light was a new blow
Free all you need until you get old
However, there is no bubble and Land Cruiser Prado
The people like a flock - that it is necessary to constantly

From deputies to prostitutes
From the second sentence of up to 15 days
I remember vaguely, slowly losing my mind
Slightly alcoholic - so I spend leisure

You will not be able to relax
Do not get in this life, people sometimes get lost
Cities are built, faces change
Bridges are divorced, the candle burned