Текст песни 23 - хруст грани

I remove the noise to renounce the jungle,
not to see this is not funny boring shooter.
we came up with to put on the walls of the blots,
we came to fight dancing,
paint on the wall of our face
and decorate it, you ought to survive.
You know, do not whisper and speak.
colorful svega hundred little brighter than savages.
double free-one. fight! napalm on the floor!
rays are no longer borne by the board of Panama
trained view of the century,
alluding to the fact that you need to understand.
attitude in our minds never identified as nonsense.
close your eyes to fly higher
below is only a shadow echoing and sborishe people.
you must understand that this harmony ....
 
music not say stop.
my sky castle is a real hip-hop.
you go out in the rain under an umbrella.
I told you I will make a rhythm, which is created at the bottom

Crossroads istegany haapa characters.
though only on the walls, though in other worlds.
I was looking at the moon and under the sun your style,
He is throwing words to his idols leaflets
But the mystic creates chuedsa, istikala
desire. Truth morila thoughts unisan,
I blocked the Sadilov, then let ...

baked faces, grains per sample.
Nikita warmed bowls, as if the chef.