Текст песни 17 Slim feat. Константа - Демоны

Mitya (constant):
Rastёksya State Department - sledaki on each tail.
Psst ... Any MOBILE hanging on the beetle, salam KGB.
My district at an impasse, and the balance of a dead-end.
Where no one is innocent and will delay pyatёru,
and as a passport is lost to me bratelnik.
And we do not have a drop of confidence,
in mind the liquidity test.
It's time to deposit the device to carry,
but I still write poetry.
Someone saved phishing
address shipinga talking about big money,
and if the smell of a pressure
from the Department of & quot; K & quot; and other preuspeshnikov
UPC leads the hunt for sinners.
A patriarch overwrites the cache in the hands of the middle class.
Lord of the right idea, you need to take the S-Class,
seven hundredth but not yet released.
I do not know, but it's hard to be here on foot,
because shoes at Michelin
and in basements quatrains to have never heard of.
From sheep not vybesh in predators
and hand harvesting, I would not have a former detective.
I would have a lot of interest here who vyschital,
but the lawyer said not to talk too much.
So that whether tactically,
not to expose people and schemi scale Russian temperament.
When you cop - I am deaf and dumb,
Be strong bro one square walls.
We are a new trend, back home there's a lot of cases,
hooked on a bit - not visible veins,
stirred so that the lost weight.

If you're a leader for them you are very dangerous,
Among the demons as we butted clip in meat ..

Slim (Slim):
Before deciding concepts now decide ksivy,
Carp swim in shallow water,
But they both want to live beautifully,
Until someone shared an orange sebalsya from Russia.

Epaulettes a force dope cars,
Poisons the people traffic in the regions,
Drug control monitors turnover
This path trodden, there have experience.

The rustle of banknotes mellifluous,
In departments, chaos happens but what the fuck to do.
Keys to the table in Caen, take me to the FSB,
I also want to spawn bold smeared on bread.

Well where we do not have snow falling from the sky,
Everywhere gray and all like a dream.
Someone greeted the dawn with a bullet in the head,
Ate with another mouth-watering dish of cutlets ...

Designer Hut kitty in furs,
equator do not forget about the kickbacks.
What would be lost folder in the other cases,
Should be given to the paw freeing pocket.

Empty suitcase vanished dream
Sorry bro but brains Ned rent,
The level of ultra-hard life fucks you,
Badge heavy as Monomakh.

Valentin (constant):
Who's my disposition is not clear? Among these we butted as clip in meat
among the demons I'm all wavy and all is fine on nihuyase!
all the air in the curd mass. EURO!
these demons lope would not take - they are always a little
does not matter whether their mother to all and sundry gave
it is meat for the barbecue.
Other gather all my life and came not move out further station
bare ass and two brooms
Too, especially not on the Greek dvineshsya hall
Basil thought that money talks, she took and refused
I quietly contemplate all this through the lens of the & quot; seemed to & quot;
vedus not to fat, and this sweater Grandma posvyazala
right now, even with aluminum patsanchik of Rusal boat cling mermaids
immediately after cheto othodosov boys absolutely somehow sluggish
And how many of aluminum as an aluminum spoon mash life
I'd smoked in police department, if this suit so do not stink
not seem to be hell, but hell right on the roof of my vinyl
five-minute stimulus sucking force utretsa quite dull
right now, in general, all cute, I remember a time when to pull punched soap
Photo of smoke! but from what my father went censer
Goat's Foot held.
On the chessboard I went crocodile
What do you want?
I ate your queen.