Текст песни 23 - На грязном асфальте

In between , by persons creepy ,
between street routes , passing wind blows
morning , wake up tight again , after a night with a friend
Werth chump circle.

Rescues parachute tightly scored down
thump is not an option under the ear whispers friend
Autumn , cold, bratuha , candles extinguished
will light a fire in the abodes of spirits

Around the walls of concrete , the mud ton
Beshanov poisons , beckons bezpodobno
it is necessary to weigh the pros and cons
my sidekick , pull motif in snot

not pastonova this music with voice
here are two of the poet, by an adult
do what you can call a serious
Around the walls of concrete . fly tough year

like after all the smoke freeze
near the high-rise in the number eight padike
debris in the form , the way to crawl huckster
gonitsya always someone , or just driving

once overclocking wheel destinies
He soothe and quickly forget
who are around and where real people
are all in the mind map on a platter

That's it 'brother in the head a mess
music in my thoughts , words and repak
the truth on the lips , and so bitter
Look into my eyes , and just heed

breathing clean air, so it late
Tipo bosses but in summer crosses
often inflate in under- wheels
torchki fuck went with his obebosom

I finished what will forecasts
dark night of salt again babosy
morning to shreds something like this and export
uberegut exactly trunk and wheel

vprosy right there , but then fuck
I somewhere waiting , no options bad
Gal my name , my name is Lech
his blunt opinion , leaving himself uebak

It's always had not yet
start and already want to finish
Well, then cool to walk
the district late at night

Keep the smoke in your hand and look at the sky
go smoothly so on the white snow
in his favorite black sneakers .
At the time to forget about all the problems

Playing music in the player right
To get rid of smoking
and the habit of harmful , sometimes
Nakuru as to the state of WAN

saves only faith ,
on ways unexplored , I am the first
of all who are close temporarily
is a crime, and the thought INSPECTED

I'm under naktal text fucking
I like it, fuck someone else's opinion
if you are then you are close co-defendant
mutim new track will publish in PONIDELNIK

under the theme pruchey listen to you Zaden
because of the day I hunt MONEY
do repak blow as bezdelnik
fuck debris suck PRICK DEER
 
a bunch of circumstances , and a lot of laziness
This publishing house , of two generations
spirit thought secures over time where they
forgot that this trust , the essence of SHADOWS

believe me, here , hip-hop and not singing

more feelings of art
than love crap
Catch our presence
On the road, Caen

on the radio plays our stereo
your movement is just a fad
rap is work , rap matter
REP matter rap matter
ae ae ae eeeeeeeee

2 times
number twenty twelve years
month November
sat down to Strogova position in notes
on the dirty pavement eee
( Dirt on the pavement )