Текст песни Саша Скул - Ритмичны

salary gross, crocheted laces, youths, quit smoking cigarettes,
save a dose of shirki, fill yourself with bouquets of roses.
before it's too late, take a friend by the scruff and run to the huckster.
with an advance squeezed into a fig, under the eyes circles, and rotting threads, limbs-lashes.
hello to you, petia. like there in infinity. carefree forest.
and I am tenacious like a dog, free as the wind and sharp as diarrhea,
Well, why are you blowing it there? what's the forecast for the week,
in the emerald land of oz - an infectious epidemic, think with your head brother.
under the hypnosis session, tell me at once which postures you prefer and what scars and scabs are on the heart.
let's start asking questions, at lunch for family toast, beer for dinner with a snack box, and articles from the wiki.
You are young and cheerful, but you will also sink, take a closer look when the door opens into adulthood.
and you will open, count up, you trust me. guests from the southern lands will make up for these losses,
here everyone will become mulattos in a generation. the rest of the engine will get up with a hangover.
did not allow the star to kneel, indulge someone else's whim and laziness, become an element of the model,
dubious grade quality, abnormal like a Yettie's foot. like a clash of a virus with immunity.
this is your way and you are thetatet with you. full of obstacles, thanks for the answer, bastard.
comfort has receded into the shadows, danger has rolled into the light, taxi driver, cap, turn on rap,
Give it to the gas, chief. no time at all, quarterly road surface repair.
friend, how much you can fool. but on the whole I was lucky, and jumped over this pit, to evil enemies, to the delight of my mother.
and you this track for memory, inserts like a wig full of smoke of a vintage garik. life is boxing, guys.
even though you are stubborn. don't get me wrong in every line in sweatpants Russians and gray-haired fucked.
the situation in the country is really complicated. and my corduroy pants fell like a ruble. the wind was blowing across my bald head.
only on weekdays do not drink a lot, and do not leave trash behind you, collect in bags, you bastards, you are all latent.
omelet for breakfast, fuck, 9 am summer. eblo pulled a grimace, like a Lego man.
like a pirate sega for the new year, like snow that does not rush. trepanation of h-turnips,
stating the facts in verses. treat young people, if you are okay and you are not lying.
my everyday rumble came in. I share my experience and a bun. a nipple baguette sticks out of the bag.
the jacket is unbuttoned, the hat is not worn. rubber boots, puddles - seas, matches - ships, and we are kamets.
film industry propaganda of rackit, a brigade or an organized crime group is the key to success. the boys adopted the schemes.
a third disappeared from chemistry, others remained with poppy tears and melted among the dew in the morning,
the latter went to prison and will not be released for a long time, a walk for a pittance, a walk for a walk,
formed a pack for them. hike voluntarily walks them reluctantly. and society is not very close to them.
or for the mistake of passionate youth, he took away all the chances of the UFSIN, if he fell under the system, then we will not fix it.
the structure can only punish, the situation is stalemate, totalitarianism and statehood, brother, I apologize for the mate.