Текст песни Денис Kore - Семь

This track is an extreme, seven reviews, seven faces
Seven rules ... And while the promise is for all.
I ceased to be a & quot; young & quot; So two years ago,
Listening & quot; rest & quot ;, I can say that all lied.

Himself he fancied & quot; right & quot ;, not worn tracks in RAW.
Just believe in yourself and repchik became my temple.
Do not cut down a bit, no matter how much he played.
I am trying to restore and satisfied every gram.

I remember my father, my mother and friends the most.
For Whom the miss, and I can remember with tears.
I have this feeling that the old as the dinosaurs -
One love, and not from her popyachus ago

I do not ever betray. Better a knife and a bullet.
It warms the heat, and every day I wake.
Neither poverty around or this fucking Putin
Do not blocking my way, will not make a turn.

In order to protect yourself, wear a cutlass.
I do not trust the form, and & quot; vzlёtnymi & quot; nostrils not spoil.
Do not need a warrant mudile squeal in the face.
My city - the port and I'm infinitely proud of them.

I imagine your SWAD, my second home.
The world stopped for a moment - there was nobody in it.
I am impressed & quot; & quot ;, Nizami me before rushing
This shiz - my life. And not mine - General Discussion.

The fact he has not seen, and what I do not live by himself.
Barrel at bat again merges with the pulse.
If you're always against at least once whether & quot; for & quot ;,
And yet words will reach you and tear hall

A sense here thorn touches like Boot.
Promise - a stubborn muscle-car, starting with the Bucs
Asphalt digs. The rest of the right spirit za_
Trapped by. Only then doebutsya Hayter.

hook
Seven feet under the keel WE
People Throw Their
It's like mininimum
Industry proves you dumb
If the cartridge is finished.
That's how we vynem them. x2