I turned the plates on the cock, which gives you MuzTV.
All these scandals, dramas are created for the sake of lava.
Clowns, this is a Russian show business, I find out
It may not be for me to judge, but I do not like this.
I do not like when people are measured in rubles
I don’t like Galimos pathos, I don’t like how blue cheese is.
I do not like fashionable party, I do not like these little rings.
When out of deu lanu something swept through me.
I grew up where nails cling to life
And I don’t rub, I don’t dance with my elbows
Do not fuck on labute, but I'm in the usual limit
We just apparently lived with Timati in a different climate.
We are doing a normal rating here without money.
Yard management, plus street marketing
I have no rotation, my tracks haven’t been sent
The task is to turn it on themselves, they have paired you.
There is a clear idea, there is a clear position
I do not like cops, I saw police methods
I do not like to be silent, walk the ram on the cliche
You are so happy for happiness, but I don’t like life like that.
Chorus:
I do not like majors, garbage and fag
I do not like when everything is done only for the cash register
I have my own track, house, student, base
I will inflict a cue ball, heap the bass.
I do not like majors, garbage and fag
I do not like when everything is done only for the cash register
I have my own track, house, student, base,
I will inflict a cue ball, heap the bass.
I do not like these saints with a cassock-colored soul
Seraphim's father carries an x-class Mercedes
Two iconostasis disappeared - sinful shame and shame
Grandmas in a hat. Where? Grandmas at the temple!
What to talk about the rest and what morality
Here, in my country, my brother always drank and stole
There are no models, economies, no common opinions
A group of deer whole country kneel.
I do not like the president and the whole government
Here the representation of thieves with clear patronage
Where there is no judgment, no law, the head is armor
You’ll scream a boy, they won’t find me and wait for me!
I do not stick telly and news
Where everything is also, as always, without shame and conscience
Nosed crank on people fired two shots
Some minister’s son closed the case quickly.
I do not like to look into eyes in which there is no hope
The sweater of a brand of expensive clothes will not brighten up the soul
Rays of neon will redeem spots on white fabric
I love good people, but I do not like gandons.
Chorus:
I do not like majors, garbage and fag
I do not like when everything is done only for the cash register
I have my own track, house, student, base
I will inflict a cue ball, heap the bass.
I do not like majors, garbage and fag
I do not like when everything is done only for the cash register
I have my own track, house, student, base,
I will inflict a cue ball, heap the bass.
