Who to fear when you go outside
I'm healthy as a bull, I have nothing to slouch
I do not frown, whom to fear until my heart colic
Only a neighbor's alcoholic will do it
Uncle Petya in sweatpants or a gang from a neighboring yard that steals from children
Over the past month, I ran around the yard with a bat, and Uncle Petya poked his wife drunk with a screwdriver
So think now, who should be avoided, may be afraid of the one whom the police are looking for
Let's throw away the Chechens and the opposition, there is a type in the area that made everyone, so to speak, be surprised
He didn't burn much, just after a night of drunkenness somewhere in the afternoon he went to have a hangover
I woke up at a bus stop at the children's hospital, left a couple of corpses, handed them back and evaporated,
Cops will find him when the cancer on the mountain whistles, because I know whose son he is, and where he hangs
Always under white, always hungry, "well, I don't know what it is fashionable in the center today."
I would have overreached him if I saw him, but he will soon dump him - it is not for nothing that dad plows at the Foreign Ministry
bought a three-story penthouse with a gorgeous view, count the son of a fag, and the father is also a fag!
The opposition will disappear, they will stop paying for the rally if.
Today I'm not being politically correct as hell.
Arshavin left for Arsenal, but also *** (Hidding in Chelsea)
But the area always has everything - thanks to the locals!
Stars are healing on radio on TV and in the press
And *** (layman) fucking don't see beyond the nose,
Until I turned into an astronomer, I put on crosses, I left the house and on the stairs-
Characteristic odor and cough
Clare senior boys heal ****
Fiercely chewing fruit orbits, eyes like prostheses, blue mortal-kombat at the entrance
Screwdriver, hunting or vodka and schweppes-
From morning until early ****
Everyone with work has problems and stress,
Also, the weather, plus the forecast, is fucked up.
There is a financial crisis in the yard
Something like the nineties is returning to Peter,
The bosses dick will change to a Zhiguli from Mitsubishi
Recruiting personnel from Kyrgyzstan, saving their own business.
There are no Christian thoughts in my head, because the crisis doesn't give a fuck.
All things to throw and baryzh.
And don't fucking write a bag of letters of complaint
I am as independent as sunny Schenval from Tbilisi.
FSB officers are fighting against oligarchs
Not letting them into power, which is not to their advantage.
The devil knows how many emigrants in Moscow, but who else will plow at the Luzhkovsky construction sites?
Liberals fight Democrats
Left versus right and poor versus rich.
Movements of dissenters arrange actions
Their slogans are shouting against Putin for a hundred bucks.
They are knitted in garbage and fucked in the offices.
The press knows about it, but is silent nevertheless.
Experts in the field give advice,
But you won't be able to change the problem to its roots!
Can start plundering neighborhoods like france
But half won't even be able to get their butts up.
Half of the country - drunk - fighting with alcohol
Filling grief and looking for other enemies ****
Moscow feeds and drinks those who milk it
Out-like a mosquito
And just get caught by me!
And while everyone is busy with internal warriors, our enemies are already under our noses - here they are.
We drew a thick line between the fraternal countries, but we could save Ukraine at least.
And now it is raining over the mountains of Georgia, I hope we will not let them go any further without even giving up the navel of the earth!
And while it is raining in Georgia, I do not intend to run and will not make a horse
This problem has become too acute and I will fight it!
And while it is raining in Georgia, I do not intend to run and will not make a horse. And I know why it is so stuffy and, on occasion, would have thrown my Nikes at Bush!