SH Kera - ШаЛдоН
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Кого черт попутал, с каким Там либо замутом
Ветер ДУЕТ в шею, причем попутный
Перламутровое Утро, не губах сухо, НЕ прись с бутора братуха
Вечно вечно всем ворам, от шалдонской босоты,
кому библия, Кому каран
Нас Много И Все ужасно в хлам
От пацанов и от Кери, с подачи салам
Безумно Быстро летят Годы, а дырявые Все ТАК Же баламутят воду
Поутру Макар На техникум, КАК На Работу
Дабы взвесить На кого нибудь Свои заботы, чтобы развернуть попить в итоге, И Снова в Покер партию раздать
А Там Борман рулит На Поле
ЕГО жизнь учила НЕ проигрывать
НЕ-НЕ проигрывать причем ВО всем
Небоясь Крови, крича иди Сюда гандон
НЕ поверите На шалдоне НЕ Один ОН ТАКОЙ,
у любого спросите Мотор кто такой?
Это будто с фильма герой,
а брат его Жо- Джо постой, братик мой привет к тебе с необыкновенным штакетом, с очередным душистым запахом, КАК от букета
ЭТО дурь с силою афганистанского лета
Нанесите На бумагу Новых Два завета
Запахло беспределом а?
У нас его нету, Будем кружить МЫ по Всему светлому свету
поближе- поближе, подгоните карету к. наам
Стоямба Гриф Змей потерян в дыму, от этого типа вся сторона на дыбу, от его прихода суки прячутся по норам, от ЕГО жаргона плачет смехом Вся Контора
Пет свой Полицейский На районе, армия в слезах, Габр на готове, а ну ка разом Вал, Тото, Хачик, Шкля, ЭТО брат бля артиллерия тяжелая
И НЕ надейся НЕ слетит с Головы Корона Мирона, Газа Педаль Давно прижата к. полу
Танцуй Сюда я предскажу погоду, МЫ набираем обороты походу
Влад, Агас, Хуря за вас у меня в обойме на любого пуля,
А Каряга Малый видок ого какой упрямый
Приходите ВЫ Все увидите Сами, на шалдон, Под святыми небесами
Мало ТЕХ, Кто вывозил БЫ с НАМИ покурить или просто руками
Канук Модный, вечно в стиле походном
Маир добрый, но по белке Ангел черный
ЭТО КАК МОСТ, в никуда ствол, НЕ у Того виска
ЭТО Автограф братьям ОТ Керы SH
Who the hell has been counted, with what or muddy
The wind blows into the neck, and a passing
Mother -of -pearl morning, not dry lips, without taking a brother -in -law
Forever forever for all thieves, from Shaldon Boosota,
to whom the Bible, to whom quaran
There are many of us and everything is terrible in the trash
From boys and from Kerie, with the supply of salam
Years are crazy quickly, and the holes are still hollowing water
In the morning Makar for technical schools, how to work
In order to weigh your worries on someone in order to expand to drink in the end, and again give a party to poker
And there Bormann steers on the field
His life taught not to lose
Do not lose and in everything
Sky of blood, screaming here, go here Gandon
Do not believe on Shaldon not alone, he is like that
Ask anyone who is the motor?
It’s like a hero from the film
And his brother Jo-Joe Wait, my brother greetings to you with an extraordinary stack, with another fragrant smell, like from a bouquet
This is a nonsense with the power of the Afghanistan summer
Apply new covenants to the paper
The smell of lawlessness was?
We don’t have it, we will circle throughout the light light
closer, closer, fit the carriage to. NAM
Staga Tumb Zmey Griff is lost in smoke, from this type the whole side is on the detective, from its arrival, the bitch hide along the holes, from its jargon the whole office cries with laughter
Pet’s his policeman in the area, the army in tears, the gabr on ready, well, at once the shaft, Toto, Khachik, Shklya, this is the brother fuck artillery heavy
And do not hope not fly off the crown of Miron from the head, the gas pedal has long been pressed to. Paul
Dance here I will predict the weather, we are gaining momentum
Vlad, Agas, fucking for you in my clip for any bullet,
And the sunk is a small vidida wow what a stubborn
Come you will see everything for yourself, on Shaldon, under the holy skies
There are few who would take it out with us or just with their hands
Kanuk is fashionable, forever in the style
Mair is kind, but on the protein angel black
It's like a bridge, nowhere, not at the temple
This is an autograph to the brothers from Kera SH
The wind blows into the neck, and a passing
Mother -of -pearl morning, not dry lips, without taking a brother -in -law
Forever forever for all thieves, from Shaldon Boosota,
to whom the Bible, to whom quaran
There are many of us and everything is terrible in the trash
From boys and from Kerie, with the supply of salam
Years are crazy quickly, and the holes are still hollowing water
In the morning Makar for technical schools, how to work
In order to weigh your worries on someone in order to expand to drink in the end, and again give a party to poker
And there Bormann steers on the field
His life taught not to lose
Do not lose and in everything
Sky of blood, screaming here, go here Gandon
Do not believe on Shaldon not alone, he is like that
Ask anyone who is the motor?
It’s like a hero from the film
And his brother Jo-Joe Wait, my brother greetings to you with an extraordinary stack, with another fragrant smell, like from a bouquet
This is a nonsense with the power of the Afghanistan summer
Apply new covenants to the paper
The smell of lawlessness was?
We don’t have it, we will circle throughout the light light
closer, closer, fit the carriage to. NAM
Staga Tumb Zmey Griff is lost in smoke, from this type the whole side is on the detective, from its arrival, the bitch hide along the holes, from its jargon the whole office cries with laughter
Pet’s his policeman in the area, the army in tears, the gabr on ready, well, at once the shaft, Toto, Khachik, Shklya, this is the brother fuck artillery heavy
And do not hope not fly off the crown of Miron from the head, the gas pedal has long been pressed to. Paul
Dance here I will predict the weather, we are gaining momentum
Vlad, Agas, fucking for you in my clip for any bullet,
And the sunk is a small vidida wow what a stubborn
Come you will see everything for yourself, on Shaldon, under the holy skies
There are few who would take it out with us or just with their hands
Kanuk is fashionable, forever in the style
Mair is kind, but on the protein angel black
It's like a bridge, nowhere, not at the temple
This is an autograph to the brothers from Kera SH
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