Текст песни PHARAOH - Не по пути

[Puppels, Pharaoh]:
I see every day who is confused without water.
In the yard meat cut vegetables.
Let me go under the slut you will find a hundred more reasons
But I feel more here, being the best in this field.

Envy kills, because I'm alone here.
I do not please all: at least I am my Mr.,
I love when I'm getting too - I'm not looking for my analgin.
I know by heart all your lies, as if the anthem.

We could be better than we are,
But you for some reason treat or a word about the disease.
I kind of wanted to give confidence - went out for flattering;
Because of those like you, Ales, I want to climb above.

Revenge! I would like to move my life to me
Like a shot Desert Eagle.
Who do you feel after the fun wild?
Three days of work Mom - dealer with you killed.

Dull stupid herd, pi ** And we.
We ourselves put on Saddam's belt -
In the form of a cheap ego, an expensive gram;
After all, you are at the entrance to the club, as if on the threshold of the temple.

Love is does not mean injuries to each other.
But if I trust, then trust me on an equal footing.
Life will make standing in the rack, but I'm not at the bar.
No Supercity without loneliness, like Heroes Marvel.