Текст песни зиги feat лёша маестро - белый смог

Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished
Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished

Yes, these two years are stupid to nowhere
Words like water, they are wasted
And you madam packing your suitcase
And you are no longer there and not here and not there
Like birds that fly south
When the snow falls and the blizzard
Blowing cold from the window frames on the legs
On the table is a half-empty faceted glass
Rap label yes ice cubes
Heel on the pocket, but not include the bull
And while this minus one is playing
I'm writing my own repack and I'm in white sneakers
Thoughts not chicks
Although it happens sometimes for one day or two
And somehow it doesn't matter how you are doing there
What the fuck is the chorus? Not about you

Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished
Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished

Salted trout, beer, smok in the kitchen
You couldn't understand me, but I could understand you
I warned I write Russian rap
And only with this I torment my bread
I can disappear for days in studios
What do you think is better how you sell for a penny?
I believe in what I do and will not betray my cause
And I know what's behind the black stripe white
My dear, this is my way of life
Thank you for all the good
And I am not to blame for this
Your panties on the balcony in our summer photo album
Run once I sinned, I didn't sew
Read Julia Shilova
I'm fucked up even without you
White smoke my rap and my hut

Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished
Kilometers of roads, I love the white smok
You left me, you're finished