Текст песни НЕ.KURILI - Шухер

First day of haze under the balcony (at)
First friend, like a pancake was a lump (lump)
White background, tin coffin
There's a hidden Glock - the player is out
I was a bull - under pogroms (cops)
Dig tunnels in shares (naked)
All the baldness for cash - pressed (dense)
There's a black horse under the slopes, parked
Chipped guy (leaked)
I hear conspiracies behind my back (sold)
Faces are draped in rags (face off)
Rivers all around - crimson
Here they honor not work, but arguments (that guy)
Shoed from the very bottom (serf)
Moreover, kissed by fate
But let's say the point is not in hunger
You can't buy experience, bro
The faster you spin - you'll fly off
You got the keys - don't make noise
And quieter breathe
You can't buy experience, kid
Watch who you're going to the party with
Took all the cash and went quiet
Best motive
The day is fierce, the day is covered by darkness, sir
Shroud the world, they'll besiege you in an instant, and you're barefoot
Like a ruckus, the holy spirits are causing trouble here
For show, people are up to no good here
The street is bursting at the seams, from this connection
And don't get caught, kid - turn off your gadget
I'm like a lone wolf - I crawled out of the mud
But this is not a crime, and we're not princes
Ruckus, ruckus, there in the wet, listen, don't show off
Ruckus, ruckus, elbows under jackets, cover up your tattoos
Ruckus, ruckus, be calm, cover your bro
Fuck him, ruckus, they don't beat you pack up
Turn off the stupor
Mama street, calls to the courtyards, and there in the corridors drama
Here are the banks of man, the Volga river, houses like a temple
Here it cleanses, no, in circulation here fate treats
With a fierce ban, eyes go out here, here it is a new method
Ding wild days, here in circulation, the fuss is not in the show
I am in this boredom, over the years more than once in the darkness brought movement
The world is in ruins, the heavens do not hear us, the saints are not in the mood
Rumors are going around, decent ladies here are ordinary whores
The world is packed, this huge city is so enchanted
I am in these crusts, I am dragging with my team, eat up our pride
The world is as if in a coma, everyone in white shirts here, I am as if in a madhouse
The city is in a symptom, seize the moment in the rise, I am in a turning point
Day fierce, day darkness covers, sir
Shroud the world, besiege in an instant, and you are shod
As if there is a ruckus, the holy spirits are causing here
In show, here people are stirring up trouble in everyday life
The street is bursting at the seams, from this connection
And don't get caught, kid - turn off your gadget
I am like a lone wolf - I crawled out of the mud
But this is not a crime, and we are not princes
Ruckus, ruckus, there in the wet, listen, don't show off
Ruckus, ruckus, elbows under jackets, cover up your tattoos
Ruckus, ruckus, be calm, cover your bro
Fuck it, ruckus, they are beating you, don't pack up
Turn off the stupor
Clean, smoke slows down every shot
But develops thoughts
Clean, everyone involuntarily longs for a shot