Ночевал ft. Nocheval - Итог
текст песни

It is sometimes difficult to load your eyes
Guess the bitch with whom I meet morning
Long Monday pulls a minute so stupid
I spent the night and in the evening it looks like a corpse

We flew for months
In fact, we wondered what would be in practice
Here is the result there I ignore me too
Bitch is just with thoughts we are like you and

I remember that thirteenth everything looks like a show
the others were bad with Sasha.
I get drunk killing time
and somehow fuck that I will not visit you first

And a lot of time but everything about her
Do you think you are alive? but you are not drowning in the water in the fire
And so many words have already been said
what I think I /// You can't call me love

CHORUS
I am fucking to you.
Do not look in the eyes of them again in the meat
This is the result I write in notebooks
With smoke into the ceiling and (where) my holiday is here

attacks here is nostalgia for the heart
I nourish her kicking the black berets
again I explode the old sediment on my heart
the doors closed to me fuck me here the noise of Gillogers

A lot of fools falls here on the floor
A lot of morons and pizzdabs what is the truth alone
............. you hugs tightly in the temple
Bitch ass is similar to very juicy juice

we in the studio I inhale the sand here
and all according to the rules but the doors are tight on the bolt
pipes corpses Her time Stavchik minutes
Again on a day on rap on bits, I throw purchases

Boys in the courtyards of Staph and Gorilka were charged
I am against disks better and white sand is better
Packing at the paddock in the bobik tied you
Drunk garbage does not know that all the greens are not drug

I put on you and the Bita Lodge in the purchases
Yes, all roads are simple, but choke reagents
Skors all run on the smell of money, but it does not smell like lava
you were fucked doubly later just fucked