Словетский - Из Константы
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Lovo: From Constant
Mitya: AAA Ha from Constant here
Word: From the same
Mitya: This is a Russian standard

Mitya: Calm, Nord-Iste, not Smolny,
not rooted, built up by the quarters,
where the accident is all adjusted, people are worthy,
I told people worthy!

Calm, Nord-Iste, not Smolny,
not rooted, built up by the quarters,
where the accident is all adjusted, people are worthy,
I told people worthy!

Word: fried, quick -tempered,
where not one jamb was cured
Sitting increased.
Here grandfather Frost takes in cash for the snow,
If not indifferent, then the numbers are in PM.
So purely fucking face.
Not classmates, not excellent students,
Pilgrimage of the hotels is stuffed -
We always want to raise as a mortgage!
Without a first -aid kit basin!
So lay carefully and twist it tightly!
One hundred grams for our carpenters, relatives.
The armrests will be shifted with a secret, then you need to divert the cat.
And right now, good tea, a good minus shakes,
But it must be downloaded first.
Here the mass of the jamb met, no worse than Kosicello.
What finally slipped for and finally happened?

Che? .. From Constant

Mitya: Calm, Nord-Iste, not Smolny,
not rooted, built up by the quarters,
where the accident is all adjusted, people are worthy,
I told people worthy!

Calm, Nord-Iste, not Smolny,
not rooted, built up by the quarters,
where the accident is all adjusted, people are worthy,
I told people worthy!

Mitya: Muzlo as in Urus-Martan, stripping,
with burgundy passports rhyme on numbers,
30 seconds for thoughts, stupidity is treated with bullets!
Earth you are my unreasonable, do not restore me.
The smell of revenge sprinkles with aerosol, annoying!
I have never been in the zone, you were lucky,
But you are not cracking like two biks at school of slander.
Yes, life set conditions!
I diluted with alcohol and smoked in conversations,
The reflection of the concrete's gaze, they will not save the icons of us on the torpedo!
The one who has not seen laws from an early age - never see the glued years!
Yes, at times the troubled stole wagons,
All days seem triangular - he devoured, raised a meeting with epaulets.
Discard calm me - the alignment of everyday, lads!
Look behind when,
Aluminum twenty rustling, along your district paths,
And under the hood there are six liters of Europe,
In my hand I squeeze half a liter of Russia,
Two grams of Holland, pour me about the promotion of the EP.
750 from Normandy, three liters of the Czech Republic - not a hindrance,
I polish the liter of Germany - I am illegal on the steering wheel!
The mama didn’t scold you all - I prepared a curiosity for your health,
Old school - like electronics boilers.
It looks like a modest type - well, touch me!
No funny anymore - like a square
They will find you in a secure place, in the frontier.
The last day is approximate as a zoom by a five -sneaker!
We are not afraid of a quilted jacket - not weak?
Not a scrooper macdak and not a Girard Di Pordieja,
but knitwear, tricolor and a driving pererier,
There is no novelty, yes Bahi is the color of the turquoise,
Yes, grams, yes on the scales, but problems hung.
Not in fashion to be optimistic, in fashion a quick thinking!
People are worthy - who survived all this!
People are worthy - you need to move tons!
That would not be homeless.
Decent people - what would not have been doing, but with red -handed!
This personal message from the depths of the soul, but under the Ryumash of the capital!
The constant project here is personally, the project is durable and durable!
The durable Yuu project!
For many years!

People worthy, calmly yu
Worthy people where the quarters are built up
The accident is all adjusted, Nord-Iste, not Smolny,
not rooted, calmly eop