Текст песни XX-L - Под Навесом Лживых Псов

ideal world, there is water, there is food and there is a sun
but as tinanik sink-fatal society
21, the Internet is full of infoy
but to whom we trust? anyone and is not in vain
all are good, but no one will actually
trust the police? handcuffs put on.
trust in the hospital? but risked not give money?
Your health may be not until the spring of doterpit
nobody believe and just walk past
you think it's OK? but who is sick of
you, your friends can themselves friends
they can decide the fate of your fallen for all
guy growing up, they become
understand the situation when the case nakalin
cocaine in his pocket, under arrest lodge on the table
what were you thinking roofed false dogs?

it does not round it's something worse line in the wind
I came here for something to eat from opponents
you do not just poor, by word of mouth as a legend
you like a pack of Parliament, I have no kent
Big Project type the same rap world thicker more
keep it simple even though earlier but later asked
as the same dvoeshnik, but you do not get a deuce
you get hurt and cry, and more
that your face will be tainted
you came to battle Pancho but where punches hid
I do not care you Serduchka or aubergine
but-but understand killer transfistitov granted to you
and slapped on sting you.
the nice flies here as Windows virus
narifmoval, narychal, but he brought a bit not
show the judge that drags you guys ahead
and you do not ant but too much upon yourself
you get shot in the brain and underwent surgery
I was drunk and had surgery surgeon
rap if you throw some food in soup cleaning
and my punches tolerate meat and toothpicks
you are not able to consider if vindovs meyker
and your father because you minus beatmaker rap
probably for days at a computer because too is virtual
do you like Leo Messi you will not have in real life

I spend a record backlinks more than you on the albums but
your rap rap bespontovy your bespontovy
you from the pack lying dogs and a bastard
kill kill unloaded unloaded