Текст песни T-Fest - Всё ещё на месте

I T-Fest, he will tear you fucked up as scrambled
Every day people are the bars where crowds tuda-
There is no place, Internet, captured the planet in captivity
Eats away the brain, we lose consciousness No
Boomerang would not say
A huge stick of us had a full, right? But very sorry
Look around you can see only addicts
Examples of society? I did not hear the truth,
Well, okay, admit it, you do not care too well,
Gather a couple hundred likes and point
But just writing about crap much easier
Get in a bit, no longer repchik
Every second MC - it really infuriates
Well, where are you getting on his head all along?
I write everything myself, What kind of money are you?
Dima I helped him, I am grateful, though
I can see my way, I see its way
I have not been hurt by the fact that writing, not at all
Nothing lasts forever, but the music will live in the heart
One foot away, but still in place