First Verse:
Hundreds of words of kindness in you I seek shelter
But in silence for sincerity they spit in the soul.
Drunk read from the scene how much he missed,
And they just asked me to become a seed, thanks!
Although it’s kind of for what, in fact,
We did not share anything except the dishes.
I’ve come down, walked all evening with a shaved nape,
All the interest of others in you for you chick.
Different shades can be heard in this song,
I have everything in you, but there is no aggression.
The complete set is almost like from a kinder surprise,
And I am what I am without prisms, surrealism.
Someone collapses tabs in a contact,
And someone has blankets around you.
I don't give a damn, I build smoothly on the beat
This track will last until October.
He expired himself for a year, poured his soul on a beat and a bass,
Bits are essentially not the place we drive in the oncoming traffic.
We have nothing to surprise, emotions are all squeezed,
My replacement will come for rep now because now you are higher
Lie to me that nobody is closer to me,
Lick this nonsense with love next November.
But not me, but those who have fucked,
Only the desire to fuck faster under a warm blanket.
In the dark streets captured in his own area,
You burned out, I’ll quickly drop the singing on the ice,
We also sing to music from the Internet,
In the same doorway I dived into where I was diving that summer.
In tepletah, a couple of tablets in powder are good,
The effect of calm, and before a parachute,
And a couple of jokes won't help out of depression.
I get creepy
After all, autumn is such a gap.
Where am I flying from you with couplets and rhymes
All critics carry x * ynu while you carry stones.
While you are hanging in the bedroom, but not in mine but in someone else’s,
I don’t notice how many tracks about love have been read.
Life is not a game of her cheats do not pass,
Lines laid a pattern that was considered motive.
They didn’t drink it and they didn’t play in clubs either,
After all, even in Russian rap there should be blacks in the subject.
They didn’t sing and didn’t make out quotes,
But more than once they kicked me so that I flew in a spiral.
Tear off the wings I took the pedals in reserve
Children of wealthy parents suddenly for parenting.
I’m not going to raise a glass for you traitors,
And nothing will change my perception.
To the phrase about lack of money in response from the tip to you,
And then we will lie and look at the clouds ...
