Текст песни MR - Kredo

You did a bad thing , you yourself want it .
You asked for cocaine , it would be better bore me a son .
You walked in the taverns in high heels
Lips painted with lipstick . Well, who all need it.
Broken off as possible . Live so is no longer possible .
Bucks , clothes , antigrid - let all flames burn .
RV podorveshsya , you want to do prostitution
And chases on the panel to make Chanel.

Chorus:
I look into your eyes and turn on the brake
They continuous darkness , the emptiness and the acid .
Are you all in front, a better tomorrow come
Will sniff the powder is very good.

You do not see the point in life and feel a shock,
If not brought Bunch, psychotropic powder.
If not lave in your pocket, if tormented kumara ,
If you cut your hands in the bathroom, the nightmare begins !
Very scary , believe me , start business.
Just what in the world you mother gave birth ?
Not then , that you smoked marijuana and heroin ,
And then , that you bestowed in this life, the lives of others .