ТЯЖЁЛАЯ АТЛЕТИКА feat. Metox - Изотопы
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Hey, greetings from the city, I'm burning out my adrenal glands

I'm casting a spell on this beat here

Sitting, smoking, getting high

The leaky guy told me not to go to Siberia

But what can I do, I'll get disappointed

In the morning after the gym I'm wilting like a weed

Eating is irrelevant here in the twenty-first year, just salt

I threw some rhymes on the mic for my brother

My feet are growing, the rhymes are woven - isotopes

Greetings to Antokha Solodov

A lump in my throat, dry mouth in the morning, but I don't care

Ragozin made the beat and we're at the top

She's naked on the floor moaning, we don't wear Stone Island here

I haven't slept for two weeks

Everything was pretty good in the city of demons

A ton of high-rises without hills, the Ural mountains, everything according to the canon

We're sitting at Wolf's place, tapping our fingers on the PlayStation

We have one bed, I'm breaking the pussy for the bitches

The path to Gotham style, I became proud over the years

I gave parting words to everyone I knew

I thought, yawned, smoked, quit again

Our world is a setup, brother, I didn't see the fuss and didn't fight here for my brother

Russia is a funny country, damn, they seem to be talking normally overboard

I thought that morning exercises were complete bullshit

Are we going for the meth or not? - I didn't understand, damn it

My eye is swollen like on the cover of Meek Mill's album

Somewhere, Edward Billy is already waiting for me

The crew is puffing, glancing somewhere towards Sukhumi

In the teahouse, they just brought me excellent fish soup

How quickly your concepts changed,

when you started noticing the currency in my accounts

Wonderful - I'll mark you on the list of the best whores

Heat, poplar fluff - I'm fucking two - I avoided AIDS

I'm flying to you in such a way that you'll believe me, I'm like the leader of your sect

I'm doing it perfectly

You are nobody, I am Grandpa Pykhto

I'm not afraid to get out early on parole

It's scarier for me not to find a way to do it

And hide behind honor,

I'm ruining this song like all the others,

So this is already a style

I pissed on them like Till Lindemann

They got offended and turned away

I say this is my underground in reality

I'm stuffing weed into notes from the underground

I witnessed so many events on the battlefield, a warrior against everyday life

Everything is dusty in my attic now

We gave up on everything with enviable arrogance

The option is growing, we're charging several thousand

We're looking for adventures with Metox

I'm in shit and so is this bitch all night

There are still plenty of whores in Stone Island panama hats moaning

This arrangement works, we'll cover it up nicely with cannabis

I'm a connoisseur of herbs like Anubis

And the guardian of the scales like that mummy

Assembled 100 percent

Junkies removed in the Accent

These are poems weighing a hundredweight

Notes about a patient in a mental hospital

We breathe smoke like in the House of the Dragon

Clothes from America, Oklahoma state

We're all coming out of the coma together, fuck it

We haven't been smoking here for a long time

You're chilling in the bulletproof car

The sound is in the web like from... Galaxies

They'll throw you out in the Arctic for oral sex

Not strong in mathematics

And I didn't fuck salty whores in a lucid dream, the controller of my conscience

Smoke takes me captive, it hits without any special effects

I pull steel, then I write a story

I rolled the dice, I used to do Wushu

Two sour ones in my gut after the quick ones

I'm puking, teeth are flowing in this puddle

Yogurt from the district of shell-shocked autistic people

Dry throat, I quenched my thirst at Burger King for three hundred rubles

We play the ukulele, we're into sports

The cops shoot at our feet, but we don't hang out in stairwells anymore

Toha MC is panicking after spice

He won't be raised healthy

Marks on my skin, burns from days gone by

I shoot accurately now