Рыночные отношения - Мозги в тески
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There are ruts in my words, but still basically the truth
There is more space in me than in the plot of Starcraft
Sacred secrets plus, eternal search
In the case of the troubles of anyone I will shut up the belt
Someone rages proud that he is mired in the Socium swamp, but I personally pass
Not hasl, not sticking out, not a rapper, not a philosopher
I am everything and everything at the same time like everyone
But not everyone can do not like a campaign
Inappropriately cards so as not to rot in the dark strip
Do you want miracles become a wizard
No one can be pulled to the dreams by force
Dilute reality with a jamb, without a bazaar with a wild laughter, running away from old age
We everycks the psychos, but these are prejudices
And I am even me in the trash in the tenth day

Nursing to ethics.
My verses I will not get tired of singing them
Mitya minus the brains in Teska will click
As before, leading the game classically
My Bandula, Moscow for us
We were not imposed on us, we took ourselves
The shabby life gave phrases
Bazamim only for seeing our eyes
With me is Ost, Maga, Braz and Rushy
I pass hello from the black -tied clan
So cut the volume all the way
That would be cut in my ears from my tongue twisters
Specialization, according to Basyatski philosophy
Contrary to all cards, you got into the dark
Disappointed from birth in another system
By pressing the record, I wash it into her blood

On the record I am a pro you
This is the merger of thought from three names
Thunder from the load of meaning in the text will break
After all, I see a book at night, not dreams about sex
Understand in the process that not a dollar, not Celsius
Everything is measured, fucking heart
Of all quotes, I choose the one
That the ailment will remove, and I'm going forward with it
Pure emerald my text I'm not lying
Hung under the bit like a sheet in the wind
From my lips, my back is like a pit bull to you after
Suddenly, a membrane suddenly torn into a pussy
My voice from the lungs through the soul out
Lean against the columns tighten the headphone
This is not a place you hear you will let you
Market relations for five plus

Stapi Walk of the Rwatin and Minus of the bucket
Winter leaves, and the soul is full
After all, spring was torn like the first time the gums
Smile Street and a couple of phrases
In an hour it will happen that I did not know
But still these people told something
And apparently not in vain if the hall is full
If the bar is full of fuck on Navar
In the dressing rooms of the utility rooms scan kumar
On the scene of the NPS and a couple of steam
When he is in my hand. Passing steam
He did not betray me, I will not betray either
And pass the digitized lines
Those who see life more vigilantly
We will change, this is urgent
I believe in time, it will be for sure
But starting this day in the morning we
Waking up early, we are doing things
And again catching up with a scan
For some it is strange
But the membrane rattles, grams die
In a pipette Taya, they carry a secret
And the sages of China, they will not scatter you about it
And the heel is a fence in the flame
They fly up, the ball around
But the meadow is invented, the circle closes
Tracks appear that someone rod
Fuck who is cool there, hear barrels with bo
This is a subway here and for pieces of the club ... and for pieces this club