Текст песни 23 km - 2

I read about what remains on the cassette
My style between lines, in memory on the old ribbon
Izzit Tosch, words upset from fucking gossip
my nearest turn kilometer 23-ie
Also among concrete walls lead me routes
All the same horns of the same Skem, the same war with the bed
in muddy waters without a limit, people are angry as if
It would hardly be like that, if I had not seen vaguely
Here's how to make this patcus warp Akapeluu
Music will move on the body I do not need a parabelum
Look up the walls This rap will break the system
Strictly internally, this track saves as neo