Текст песни 2ZID - Ghetto
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Ghetto it won't be bad but little bit later And I Looking for god, writing him letter Рискуешь, не помяни 2ZID-а ты всуе Звук рисует несу негатив в се будто бы туя Я на басу, я тута бур типа соседа в позднем часу Я донесу до тебя суть хотя бы чуть её это мой путь Птичьи права, я на весу, сигай на весы я тебя довезу И ты права, это не дом, отличаюсь умом птица говорун Видимо сон в коме видимо ломит тело годами лежу Пол металл Flow тяжёл, он чугун Коли досуг мне не до сук, ты будь уверен друг, они пасут Интересует мягкость моего зуба, издревле чист и четыре, как сух Они вокруг, они повсюду пальцем показывать на них не буду Они часть люда, они же суд без капли стыда ахинею несут Тут мутно, берега путал, крепло днище моего судна Даже не вздумай совать носище ты в мою немытую посуду Сын блудный лени, терпения - нуль, стало быть, как до Китая до Будды Бунт не, не дерьмо я тону, но в последний момент, я тут делаю (вдох) Ghetto it won't be bad but little bit later Had up don't getting u mad cause it no matter And I looking for god, writing him letter Letter, letter, letter Ghetto it won't be bad but little bit later Had up don't getting u mad cause it no matter And I looking for god, writing him letter Letter, letter, letter |
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Ghetto, it won't be bad, but a little bit later
And I
Looking for God, writing him a letter
You're taking a risk, don't mention 2ZID—you're wasting your time
The sound draws, I carry negativity into everything, like a thuja
I'm on the bass, I'm here, a drill, like a neighbor at a late hour
I'll convey the essence to you, at least a little of it, this is my path
Bird rights, I'm on the scale, jump on the scale, I'll take you
And you're right, this isn't a home, I'm a smart talking bird
Apparently, sleep is in a coma, apparently my body aches, I've been lying there for years
The floor is metal
Flow is heavy, it's cast iron
If I have no time for bitches, rest assured, my friend, they graze
Interested in the softness of my tooth, pure and strong since ancient times, like dry
They're all around, they're everywhere, I won't point a finger at them
They're part of the people, they're the ones who shamelessly spout nonsense
Here It's murky, the shores are confused, the bottom of my ship is hardening.
Don't even think about sticking your nose in my unwashed dishes.
Prodigal son of laziness, patience - zero, so it's like China is a long way from Buddha.
Rebellion, no, not shit, I'm drowning, but at the last moment, I'm doing this (inhale).
Ghetto, it won't be bad, but a little bit later.
Had up, don't get mad, cause it doesn't matter.
And I'm looking for God, writing him a letter.
Letter, letter, letter.
Ghetto, it won't be bad, but a little bit later.
Had up, don't get mad, cause it doesn't matter.
And I'm looking for God, writing him a letter.
Letter, letter, letter.
