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Brick Bazuka, The Chemodan - Герои труда (текст песни)
Brick Bazuka:
Пульсирует уже в висках, значит давно пора начать.
Эта толпа мне так близка, она как антидепрессант.
Никому не спать, это Brick коммуна squad братьев,
Тех, кто напротив ощущают этот жар в квадрате.
Bullshit и party, кто-то блюёт на скатерть,
Кто-то споёт, кто-то подхватит, очнувшись в салате.
Этим мембраны разжигают пламя.
Странный мир, странное знамя за дверью с семью замками.
Добро пожаловать в мой милый дом,
Где DJ гордо за пультом в футболке с знакомым принтом.
Hello. Это второй Садом,
Фагло, бухло со льдом, уходим за кордон.
Мы тут, чтоб разогнать протон, значит не стой с открытым ртом.
Слияние тела с битом, им все симптомы перейдут в синдром.
Чэ, симптомы перейдут в синдром…
Грязный Луи, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
Грязный Луи:
Раз-два, тики-так, детонаторы на on.
Я продолжаю заряжать в ствол вербальный патрон.
Жаль не жил Женёк Онегин в сити на Онеге,
Там, где мы прогреваем таз, сука, дольше, чем едем.
Да, в этих берегах грехи не смывает вода.
Себя тут утопив, не стать мне героем труда.
Рыщет беда ли та, словно роем овода.
Есть или нет еда, тут матом орём в провода.
Если мы слышим «yo», все знают откуда звон.
Тут то очки, то зонт, то качки, то косяк и музон.
Считаем ворон, каждый второй сверх дворов барон,
Готов вывести вон, пером нанести урон.
И тем не менее пот в зале проливает кореш
С диким стремление закончить грёбанный нарколледж,
Пиная сапогом по власти и не веря в басни.
Огонь в глазах не гаснет, в нём его право на счастье.
И я готовлю снасти…
Грязный Луи, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
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Brick Bazuka, The Chemodan - Heroes of Labor (Lyrics)
Brick Bazuka:
It pulsates already in the temples, so it's time to start.
This crowd is so close to me, it is like an antidepressant.
No one to sleep, this is Brick Commune Squad brothers,
Those who are opposite to feel this heat in a square.
Bullshit and Party, someone is piercing on the tablecloth,
Someone will sing, someone will pick up, waking up in a salad.
These membranes make a flame.
A strange world, a strange banner behind the door with seven castles.
Welcome to my dear house,
Where DJ proudly behind the remote control in a football with a familiar print.
Hello. This is the second garden
Figlo, a booze with ice, we leave for the cordon.
We are here to disperse the proton, then do not stand with an open mouth.
The merger of the body with the bat, all the symptoms will go to the syndrome.
Che, the symptoms will go to the syndrome ...
Dirty Louis, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
Dirty Louis:
One-two, tiki-so, detonators on ON.
I continue to charge a verbal cartridge into the barrel.
It’s a pity that Zlenok Onegin did not live in the City on the Onega,
Where we warm up a pelvis, bitch, longer than we go.
Yes, in these shores, water does not wash off sins.
Himself drowned here, not to become me a hero of labor.
Is the trouble the trouble is as if the swarm of the gadfly.
Is there food or not, here we score in the wires.
If we hear “Yo”, everyone knows where the ringing is where.
There are either glasses, then an umbrella, then pitching, then a jamb and a muzon.
We count the raven, every second baron above the yards,
Ready to get out, inflict damage with a pen.
Nevertheless, sweat spills in the hall
With a wild, the desire to finish the shut -off narcell,
Drinking a boot by power and not believing in the fable.
The fire in the eyes does not go out, in him his right to happiness.
And I cook gear ...
Dirty Louis, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
Brick Bazuka, The Chemodan - Heroes of Labor (Lyrics)
Brick Bazuka:
It pulsates already in the temples, so it's time to start.
This crowd is so close to me, it is like an antidepressant.
No one to sleep, this is Brick Commune Squad brothers,
Those who are opposite to feel this heat in a square.
Bullshit and Party, someone is piercing on the tablecloth,
Someone will sing, someone will pick up, waking up in a salad.
These membranes make a flame.
A strange world, a strange banner behind the door with seven castles.
Welcome to my dear house,
Where DJ proudly behind the remote control in a football with a familiar print.
Hello. This is the second garden
Figlo, a booze with ice, we leave for the cordon.
We are here to disperse the proton, then do not stand with an open mouth.
The merger of the body with the bat, all the symptoms will go to the syndrome.
Che, the symptoms will go to the syndrome ...
Dirty Louis, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
Dirty Louis:
One-two, tiki-so, detonators on ON.
I continue to charge a verbal cartridge into the barrel.
It’s a pity that Zlenok Onegin did not live in the City on the Onega,
Where we warm up a pelvis, bitch, longer than we go.
Yes, in these shores, water does not wash off sins.
Himself drowned here, not to become me a hero of labor.
Is the trouble the trouble is as if the swarm of the gadfly.
Is there food or not, here we score in the wires.
If we hear “Yo”, everyone knows where the ringing is where.
There are either glasses, then an umbrella, then pitching, then a jamb and a muzon.
We count the raven, every second baron above the yards,
Ready to get out, inflict damage with a pen.
Nevertheless, sweat spills in the hall
With a wild, the desire to finish the shut -off narcell,
Drinking a boot by power and not believing in the fable.
The fire in the eyes does not go out, in him his right to happiness.
And I cook gear ...
Dirty Louis, Brick Bazuka, DJ Chinmachine, Chemodan Clan
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