Текст песни Woody Wood feat. Seemon - Будни

Moksva presses me, pressing me gaze like poisonous gas
Here are all busy places, there is no place to sit down and now stand up
There is no time to sleep, and you do not work
All scored strip, standing in traffic 2 hours
Do not have done anywhere
I was late for a campaign, and you are not waiting for me and I flew again
And in the morning the pypi pypi
The player leaves the tracks on the spin
And my phone calls, the name is called
In the evening we make noise and we drink while burning
Not yet on loans in the walls of the office
And I watch the Kutuzovsky from the bus
I'm trying to survive inside that metropolis
Where no one is waiting for me, I understood it myself