КлоуКома - Нищий
текст песни

My dear house, my mother and father and my brother
They are waiting for me to come
Who am i? I do not give or take anything
I run, twist the wheel
Drink my blood, come on, drink my blood
Tighted the strap, pulled the hood
There are no wings, we do not know how to fly - it does not matter
But how good it is half -earth!
My dear house, my mother and father and my brother
This is blood, we live a family
Everyone says, well, let them say, climb
You have to run quickly, do not stand
Pull upward, you climb upstairs
It's easy to break, and you take
Here you are nobody, come on, let's hit in the face
You still can't become a star
Either become rich, or die
And let it be just like that!
What do you want? This is a poor class
And we want to take everything from you
No hope, no love and there are no feelings
All these people have in their eyes
Give you a turnip? Nate turnip!
That's all I could only write
I beat well, your blood on the sneakers
I drank well, in my pocket weed
My dear friend, what is woven from?
We don't need your whole three
Nobody needs your feelings here
Here everyone has empty
From childhood we do not live densely
I want to eat, give cabbage!
Give everyone to everyone, pass it to everyone there
Everyone there, pass it to everyone
Give everyone there, pass it to everyone there, everyone there
Everyone there, all you
Give everyone to everyone, pass it to everyone there
Everyone there, pass it to everyone
Give everyone there, pass it to everyone there, everyone there
Everyone there, all you