Текст песни 16. - Рефлекс борьбы

[Hamil]
Yep. Caste. Psycholirik here

Nothing happens without will intervene
Or when executed the role.
Fantasies do not see applications
The incompleteness of cases is out of doubt
Conditional form
Starting
Can
Win-win poker party
Yesterday you are a trump card - tomorrow you are a joker
Do not be surprised - the next shift on the approach
Yo! Sensity of actions - a stupid decision
Fall clan
Exposing plans
Everything! These errors do not care at all
Example of Barbarossa Plan
Cosa Nostra
Where life beats the key
Where is life day after day
Acquires the character of the game with fire.
Try time, yo,
You will understand how it will not be easy not to know the measure
My style gave me faith
Something like a new sphere
Of this life, part of the era
No questions do what you have to do
On Konya Your Career
Generally

Chorus: [Hamil, Shymon]
You feel the poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth
This is your reflex struggle - the release step

You feel the poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth
This is your reflex struggle - the release step

[Shymon]
Sleep speech - I use the language of signs
Blessed exile pain and fears
On me, armor of pure gold
I lose the feeling of guilt and cold
Marijuana
Flames my karma
I am an element of attack in this springboard
Flasky EM-SI fill fake style
I'm in a moment I'm going to 190 thousand miles
A circle
Broken by me on thousands of arcs
Became a religion of new days - be careful
Crossing roads. The animals attack here.
Perhaps and in your ranks are visible losses
Eye Eye Movement - Double Mimic
I see you through - this is a lyrics
Psycholika
???? One stone other oral
Liquid sword in hand, I am a chero diagonal
Between me and your adapted faith
???? And those I, that inside it in the head of the sphere
In you conflict consciousness and subconscious
You quietly scatter on punctuation signs
Points, commas, exclamation clock crows
In the skies of the saints - do you hear the moans?
For you cry the bell,
And somewhere in the darkness
Question marks are swinging in the wind.

Chorus: [Hamil, Shymon]
In you poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth
This is your reflex struggle - the release step

You feel the poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth
This is your reflex struggle - the release step

In you poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth
This is your reflex struggle - the release step

You feel the poison - he is in you from birth
Turns your life to hell - he is in you from birth
You feel the light - he is in your birth