Текст песни Двое в вагоне - Общага под подошвой

Tap water does not flow, under the rug a cricket
There is a secret in the toilet, lies in a bag behind the cistern.
How long to wait? The floor is not protected in any way.
The countdown goes until morning, blue saucers above the cheeks.

Maybe lucky, roommate will feed.
For the commandant, the favorite, the one who looks after the discipline.
Society is diverse - we are all family here.
The porter will allow you to come late, only a tired look will let out.

Seven-league steps and stable plans
This flock survives, we must be strong!
I would paint, but on the way to college
I notice a nervous tic - face irresistible at midnight.

Assemble the court, but we are children, we are not judged.
Making efforts, we got out into the people.
Don't try, it's disgusting to see a shit in the room,
This is a hostel, students have no way back.

All my rap, in short, is about what
For what year is my hostel under the sole!
You can write notes if you feel sick,
I'm not a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
Dorm under the sole, dorm under the sole!
How many wonderful days have passed here, remember!
The ambulance has been crying for me for a long time now,
You and your parents are at home - here is a hostel under the sole!

In dreams we were catching cranes, among asphalt alleys,
Past the domes of churches, from the adamantium doors.
I see the earth from the minibus, I see the sky above it
We will overcome everything, if only as soon as possible.

Our college drowns singles like puppies
Course, hold on with your family - then, perhaps, they will spare.
I listed the degree, changed it for food in the cafeteria,
I wanted so badly to belong to something bigger than me.

The hall is empty, at least get to know every second person
I am not a biorobot, I will not allow rings to be put on my legs.
Hey stop the carousel, draw a parallel through life
For everyone, learning is an end in itself.

Tired - no one gives a shit, the pedestal as a standard
At the cube carnival, the wings handed over - the tag is on! Gossip
In the mouth - I was in great demand,
In the morning to start, I vibrated it myself!

You know, all my rap, in short, is about
For what year is my hostel under the sole!
You can write notes if you feel sick,
I'm not a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
Dorm under the sole, dorm under the sole!
How many wonderful days have passed here, remember!
The ambulance has been crying for me for a long time now,
You and your parents are at home - here is a hostel under the sole!

Everyone will come after the tapes, you still have to break into the shower; there is a route
And under your boot is solid ground, friends on the corner.
Your tasks, actions.
Wine, cigar, folk guitar - the seed of madness.

Wake up again before dark, face sleep again,
Couples again, course-flock, a bag behind the back.
Everything hastily again, in the rain with a runny nose,
Without admission, I would have to, I'm sitting in transport.

I move at a leisurely pace under the dim light.
The virgins were late, plaster marathon.
Vinaigrette and clinking coins, in the buffet on the table,
Nobody cares about me, I walk down the corridor, barely warmed up.

I am a student? Give me a warm blanket and a hood,
I wrote the exam, and that's it, the mark "good".
They used to say: "I wouldn't go to work with him,
I wouldn't go to the mountains with you, you wouldn't pass the test. "

Homie, know my rap, in short, about what
For what year is my hostel under the sole!
You can write notes if you feel sick,
I'm not a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
Dorm under the sole, dorm under the sole!
How many wonderful days have passed here, remember!
The ambulance has been crying for me for a long time now,
You and your parents are at home - here is a hostel under the sole!
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Original:
Oxxxymiron - City under the sole