Текст песни Дубромашкин - Пятушки

Illusions took over the coast of reality in sins
But once the world seemed magical
Now I want to become a hermit
to get away from the depths of the sales
Whores burning aloyingly
And I am a chewing with cinnamon and lit words
no day buy dictionary
from the scanty lexicon texts weakened
Hip Hop Slodak
This is my road to Istiklan
Being a slave let go on the will
Humanity legal greed and fear
In my lamp went out spark
Be cursed that day when I started looking for the truth
Blessed Those who sleep on foreign bones
And on Fridays go to the theater
these guys are able to wash with souls
While the back of their brother flies
really have something to envy
built palace enemy grave dug
not everyone can become such a geek
and I puck myself with a fork
not to see all the fuck around
And here I sit enjoying the purr of Angelica Varum

Everything is badly huyu therea
The old man drowned without stretching the nem
the sky hand will not last you
you are just a dash on the gravestone
after fate mois

Chicken is not a bird Emsi not a musician
However, hip hop is now too tongue
So I'm trying to point out what is hidden behind the scenes
someone opposite the courthouse poured gasoline himself as a sign of truth
Such a camp method
blast the cap for the Roman dad
After all, he does not climb into my pocket for money or for God's Word
hiking made me like Sergey Bodrov in a snowdrift
The elite banknotes of the stacks and I summarize the stamp with you for a couple
maybe on our street there will be a holiday
can stray circus just late
In the meantime, in this football Most High, it does not give us
But not only we were bogged down by a wet
Black and white sadness hangs over people as a symbol of unity
Before bread, eat my
let the fortress but not killer
Fashionable Tsypa Siefatoes on Ibiza and dick with her
we still will not be empty
but this is a brother's pure trifle
misfortune of the patient mind
The room is stuck fog
In our world, joy is measured in smoke density per liter
Eyes Blood Nalitea
Here is such an emergency exit from fucking loudo community
At the walls of my heart, less strength
And everything is unstable under the legs of the soil
Though come out in the midnight on the moon howl
Well, in general, all fuck
It was another song about how bad

Everything is badly huyu therea
The old man drowned without stretching the nem
the sky hand will not last you
you are just a dash on the gravestone
after fate mois