You are all as one
And only brains
Where is your whole style
What is your swag tell me?
You are all as one
You are all as one
You are all as one
Already saw life
So what a man
How to live without cache you show me
You are all as one
You are all as one
You are all as one
And only brains
Where is your whole style
What is your swag tell me?
You are all as one
You are all as one
You are all as one
Already saw life
So what a man
How to live without cache you show me
You all lack awareness
My Sewag is your cool one without emotion
We do things in adults
You do not observe proportions
Your staphchik does not stick
We do not grab ton men
We play notes
How Raphael Santi I draw canvas I
My bitch is my Sistine Madonna yes
For your bitch, the icon I
Will moan for so long and
So long
Tell me how fashionable you are
Earring sparkles painted nails
I am like a native you fucking clones
They look like each other
Today I'm in the pink polo
I’m dressed like a gopnik tomorrow
So different
On the dick of Tsatski
You won't understand me
Volodya tell me
We hang on the ladder all day, analyze the flowers here
And if this is not a ladder of men, then, in general, what, then, are you, you
You, now, respect your roots cops
Then you will massage me in new crosses from Louis
There were a lot of troubles, they lost consciousness from work
But I will not stop working, they only need glory, I do not need recognition
I never said that I will sell or throw off this knowledge from myself
I thought we would get lost, but we knew everything in advance
There were more and more of them
Grams that more and more
Their mini stakes are all thinner and thinner
The rules in the game are more tougher and tougher
I remember how 50 rubles were given for tips for delivering food
They were not enough for tea, but it didn't stop me
No one will regret it, people around are dumb
People do not know how to watch
People cherish you too much
There are too many comfort zones
If I do, then I do a lot
I know many wanted the same
What prevents you from? You haven't become older
Stop playing with me in a fucking kindergarten
Better try not to get lost
In that fucking porridge that has already been welded
Better listen to who right now in the style
Now listen to who is now in the top
How did you let them go on stage?
They have no style, business, no truth
They all have one start, but only Falstart fucking
I was downstairs, now on the way to the goal I rushed through darkness, people, their despondency
You will all fall as one, without even spreading your wings.
