Текст песни Дэмо - пррр

One at all
For guys
wet asset
Rides a caravan
And the Gandzhubas is lucky

Prips accurately to the place,
at the designated time
Without excess arrest
Dress in the ground

A couple of grams under cover
In the isolent Zip.
Printed immediately into the blood
And on the day of the grain

You do not need me yeah here
Lost ourselves
grass is not a drug
Plant with flowers

We adore smoke
But inhale nicotine
and under the sky blue
die as zakhe

And we love the world so much
He draws an abstract
dust let dust
Those who are now in power