Текст песни 01. Подпольный Фрэд - Вафля

You rolled? What was today?
Live real life - look disgusting
What a thought right now, you visited?
Coordinates our tightly hidden behind the wall

And I hope, not low, not high, and somewhere in between
Propaganda - not my case, yo
Loaf, know what
I wanted to tell you, man being a stiff upper lip

We are similar only one
Each of us uses oxygen
Years of life will go into oblivion, one moment
I do not have time to open his eyes as they closed immediately

With a capital letter and the beginning point
Being painted, revealing braces
Giving promises and not fulfilling
Sposobstvuesh creation pizdobola status

He began to speak, so came the essence
Otherwise, it makes no sense to listen to it?
Purely for themselves and no more
I created its peaceful underground

The pussy those who want to heat
Flock to fuck all your staff
Fine, too thin, that would understand
Do not be offended by the truth, uncles