Текст песни мэмэфэ - брак

Bryansk rhyme, and I'm already on the chair
I send salutes to everyone, I would fuck myself from here, I am burning vidos on the tube,
if I were you, I would muffle my wife's part,
solid shit for her, so to speak, I did not like
I am writing again, although I promised, the main thing is not to think about things
the values ​​of life in the eyes of a child, I answer
my brother has trouble with his heart, but I keep looking for myself in beats
and grass, no trust, from the window you can see firecrackers shining
we are 6 billion, and I found her in five minutes from home
I'm sitting ready, thinking about what kind of lover you are, wiggling your hips in clubs
and the boys and I drink vodka and ruin our lungs and dance to the dwarf gubin. the coach would give a tambourine if he found out that I took a drink, we fucking know ourselves
we are for peace, but we are not averse to sticking the tonsils down to those who put themselves above themselves. I look at your photo with drunken eyes
chuckle cheeks. vomit from this idyll forget me and come on
fuck, rhyme to this is your name, I walk past your house, and automatically look out the window, facial expressions change, the hunchback will be corrected by the grave whore
tony makhoni bit, i'm in one bottle kiryusha and a bit of rhythm, but zhenya according to the text. will appreciate vanes.
I'll post it on the forum and tell you what to fuck about her
I will no longer, if I don’t confuse, I love her, I told myself to spit, it doesn’t mean that I fall asleep and sleep with you
so what? probably we will raise with Leha and Dima for us
marble someone knows, which means that they did not try in vain (agree?)
Yes, I'm a fucking asshole and I will never be like Daddy molds me, I've been different for how many years
on shit, I'm not building campy with sleek fingers
I knew where I was climbing, what would happen next. I get fucked and dirty
sheets. for the words are not ashamed and if you are a cock then do not ssy. in fucking lyapnu.
I have not shared whores with anyone, if you left, then you are a stranger, and with all my heart I wish you well.
someone is unpleasant, ask a couple
but for someone I said everything brother in the park.
into the black earth not stray. guerrilla aircraft. area inside
we are rich spiritually having ruined our health.
not at all harsh, someone compared us to fashionistas, so fuck you all
I went even lower and the tar settled in my lungs. They are waiting for me in Moscow
a couple of dash and kolya. we are not corrupt for expensive and cheap, there is no money for fashionable clothes
I even have nothing to pay for a rented apartment, although it's time to fuck it.
from the window of the market "line", and a fucking cloud of people who are hammered in themselves, then that in the soul you can't put anywhere, but it's not a matter of attracting
our ranks are thinning, although there are more and more chitak fagots
everybody got fucked up for life, pushing a piston on their rap.
but I don't give a fuck, don't listen to my music and laugh
if there is no life, I will write for death, for garbage I will not dare. na svedos dima prospect.
I do not burn schchi on seishen, to everyone in a human way
if you are not rotten and bastard, I shake hands and am glad
that there were still people left. a couple of times because of her cried for the youngster
I ran around the women. Bal another whore and imagined that it was you and me
this is a tramp fit, for all those for whom the bell rings
Vykhinsky, Uralsky, to Kiev and the city
someone on his "Gogol", someone on a new building family with Julia
if something is wrong, let the land judge
unhealthy mind, a well-read look. vizin will not help
from rubber truncheons on the back marks.
there are five of us, eleven of them, and did not dump.
if not for the garbage they fucked up and we would not have an alibi
all theirs, so that they don't get lost and don't fucking disappear.