Постмодерн feat. Эскимос Crew - Улица
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The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me
The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me

The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me
The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me

My block did not have a shed
Everyone scattered a mile on the grid
Cards cash desks
Who sat down
Who has chosen the right path not a carousel
Children and means, chains and target

I never believed them for a word
Streets to breathe but weak like a solo
Poverty blocks from the microdistrict
And I'm already at home (at home)

The street taught not to lie blah blah
Far from gamer but my block Half Life
They will divorce in a second as a map of halva
The word is not a bird law is not a decree

I don't remember my first call anymore
I remember Gop Stop, Sport Street
I remember calling for home Aleo
I'm already at home

The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me
The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me

The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me
The street taught not to lie
The street taught not to lie me

In your ears like a tattoo on the body
Now you cut it that this is a find
The nipple is trying to confuse me
There is speed, wheels but these are not races

Rose in the price of Bud Token
With me players but not poker
We kick the heads of the MC like a sker
I walk around the sky Skywalker

I can't understand who taught you to lie a bitch?
The streets will not be forgiven, they will no longer extend your hand (never)
On my neck medals, models, for this thanks to the sound (science)
I shoot at the hotel by the sea in the south these are round amounts

These rags from Tsum
Baby I'm going crazy
Near Flaw family
Fagay gas until morning
Burn to the tl at night
Young stars (Rock Stars)
I bought for cash, what the hell are scam
You are far from me, you are small