Текст песни Жека Рас Ту - Мой район

There, behind the glass, the city is so busy
Some kind of junk with some kind of bix fucking at the curb
Some kind of rain through the sun nailed the dust to the ground
Some black fucker turns on the siren
Places are such that you will surprise us with something in nature
Behind every house in every base there is a bulik
Drunken everyday life ... There is no one etiquette
Do you want to fuck on ballet if you are a fucking fighter
Not who doesn't pay the bills - who is fucking poverty
If you take it off your cheeks, you will think that you blurted out
Girls don't like boys for nothing
Girls love when a boy is a bully with a noggan
My neighborhood will fix your fucking stalker
Turn around more often for a bummer already ready
The city behind the glass is so fucking
For him I want to say from the bottom of my heart to my parents

If I grew up far from these places - I would write about another similar text
If my elders did not know me in person, I would write for love and grow up as a jerk

This area, wherever I am, pulls home
Where Bassota feels the cops in his gut
Where in the dark they recognize the light
Where the lava is cut right in the yard
This is my neighborhood through the dream I hear the noise
There, behind the glass, the riot police trample the boys' bitch
Someone has nothing to do with, someone hooked with a shoulder
Someone has a daughter, someone has a mother with a father at home
And I don't, I smoke like that, I look at you
Someone there has something in store, pulled out another supply
Soon the light will hide the color of your crazy eyes
Noisy bass blows from padik to the street
This is my area, are you kidding me?
The air is contaminated with smoke, there is another pejon
This is not Babylon, thoughts are like stray bullets
Is it all reality or just blew a lot