Текст песни Овщ, Магу, Ост, Гуляй Рванина - Приют

my people are with me, that's more than half the battle. I won't let them fall or powder my nose with dirty chalk. don’t powder my brains, son, I’m too old to play games, to hear you scratching, as if there are only queers around and there is no truth anywhere, and you have virtue - a shelter, and all the others around are either failing or giving up, and there is no truth anywhere, and your virtue is a shelter, and all the others around either give up or give up. it's more than rap, you know what I mean. nonsense in your head - I have nothing to do with it. this product can't be bought, fuck the profits. thought we were going to mainstream? bro, do not laugh. breathe evenly, smoke a lot, lay down clearly, so that a closed student's record book could endure like a shaggy. we are all covered, but the roof has not been blown off. to be honest, it’s a pity that it all turned out that way, but you write, if cho, and we read more and more.
from what we breathe, about 30 percent smoke, because this is how this world looks somehow crooked, behave playfully, do not aggression you to every fag, save your nerves. he left no choice - then you are the first. maybe you are not a hero, but don’t be a shrew, no matter what kind of faith you are, but still believe me - you will regret the wasted time and don’t regain your trust, the doors are already closed there, I ask from the bottom of my heart - not be a plant, there is nothing left of you and shadows. old themes have already been forgotten, problems have replaced them, in this system we are all dumb, but we will do everything with all our strength so that we do not eat them with giblets, there is no fun with enemies, you are rich that you yourself sowed. people are all in all their glory, but you have foggy inside, and I flew along the left lane towards you, maybe it was from the beginning, but I will answer - this is sincere, time heals, but not quickly, those who fly low. laughter from sadness is close, the light is turned off where it is too dark and even from the tower it is not visible, as if the covers were closed, as if it were embarrassing, maybe you ate satisfyingly, which you will not say in appearance, but please, do not shit on your own suite, but please , don't shit on your own retinue.
I wonder how there, behind the balcony on the ledges, I don’t recognize, but I’ll wake up sleepy again, and my album will not remain unreleased, this is the main thing, I dedicate songs to the chosen ones. this is every person with a capital H, who will support me, as well as a swarm of che. my passport is a baggage check, my homeland is a planet, and if I say "che", then wait for the verse anyway, it won't be any different, but outside the window under the snow there are cars around the house, in Moscow, I'm not familiar with this, and my brain learns new laws: remember who is your family, where, your land, where only there with all your soul is able to shine, for the rest - what is outside - they no longer need, and friendship will help to save the isolation. and only she.
inspired by the old memories of the present, how it began, do you remember what we eventually became, we live with different values, it turns out, but before the goal was one or something like that. I don’t teach you, but you yourself made a choice, you don’t need to go back if you fell out of order, so appreciate your people, brother stands for brother, and rats will go off the ship, smelling something wrong. there are things they don't talk about, they are already understandable, and there are actions that stain the soul with dirty spots. I cherish the past, but time is on the heels, time goes on, but do not turn back. it's just a shame that people were empty places, well, what else can you tell you, I spread my arms