Текст песни За Смысл - Этот дым

this smoke beckons us
these streets houses garages dubas
this smoke beckons us
I grew up on it and on ny now

this smoke these tar these garages
among which we make our way among the cars
not expensive but at home give give us a quick test
in a cabura, a roll with pussies, I'm with smoke
this smoke does not rise long into the sky
he is around me wherever I am
this is not fog brother this is not an eye trick
it's a simple addiction
lately I stopped believing in a miracle
smoke bottle twisted and ruble
a tough cold won't change me
I am as I am and will not be different
on cipher yes to the house literally in the morning in the pool
no not killed eye bitch with a pale look
on cipher yes to the house literally in the morning in the pool
no, not killed with a fucking look