Триагрутрика - Шаг За Шагом
текст песни

Step-by-step walk with Tupac for packs,
With tobacco and thoughts about anything.
According to the same yards and parks behind the house in the arch
I shall come to the guys feel good yourself there.

These railings have varnished in 95th.
Thank you to our deputies.
All will be well in the 2020th,
If early not kick them in the ass.

In the elevator kalyaki-Grafik for tank dog
On the floor Kotyakov-valyaka on ice Gomolyako
A rap on the area Artem playboy-buhaka-Kurjak
Free time ubivaka.

I look at the clouds.
No dough on the phone, at least for him, and an apple.
Who am I? I still do not understand.
Rastafarian bit, a little drunk, or a combination of both

Voice in Monica. Hydroponics.
Côte bitch looks reproachfully from the windowsill.
Type: Single-touch only.
I do not touch. I knock on the keys quietly.

Butera Butera and window patch, computer, notebook
I shall add this verse, when the city falls asleep
It does not matter how old you are and what year
Yopt. Triagrutrika forward.

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Doremifasolim on the mezzanine
Recorded track, hacked to death on the console
I do not know what awaits us in okonotsove
I do not think about it.

Today wrote the chorus to the verse
I do not need methamphetamine, to be a poet. Dymim.
Chorus with verse.
I do not need methamphetamine, to be a poet. Dymim.

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Not enough time for change or faith or money
Free moments at least a day a week
These problems certainly Peremel
Everything will be smoothly. We do not know in advance, but believe.

Out of the shadows - is lighter
Since childhood, I believe in it, although more visible in the dark
Millions of lights in the window, the stars of heaven
Divide the streets with light, smoldering at dawn.

In Moscow, 9. We end the week.
Cool spinning plate, dust telly.
Yes, we know what awaits us on Monday,
But we do not think about it.

This summer will do the same as last summer
Rap in a stuffy white ghetto under the southern wind.
We do not expect tips from another planet,
But we send them a big hello rocket.

Today wrote the chorus to the verse
To learn how to live behind a large glazed windows.
It does not matter how old you are and what year
Hey yopt. Triagrutrika forward.

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Doremifasolim on the mezzanine
Recorded track, hacked to death on the console
I do not know what awaits us in okonotsove
I do not think about it.

This summer will do the same as last summer
Rap in a stuffy white ghetto under the southern wind.
It does not matter how old you are and what year
Hey yops. Triagrutrika forward.

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Today is special because it started
In the rhythm of the sun dance of darkness Upsides
Without any obstacles left the land of nod
And this repchik heals better than drugs

It is better to be in the present than in the past to stay
And do not try to conquer the empty space
Feel the power of these precious vibrations
magic essence of emotions and mental actions

Kayfovo hear the laughter of children and to laugh
And in the evening with a sweet zalipnut by Dr. Katz
I say these words and goosebumps
Canceling the winter in the heart, let no more worries

And I think I'll write a new verse chorus
While in the house someone puts a new floor heating
We write new lines daily
About how people live here and summarize.

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Doremifasolim on the mezzanine
Recorded track, hacked to death on the console
I do not know what awaits us in okonotsove
I do not think about it.

This summer will do the same as last summer
Rap in a stuffy white ghetto under the southern wind.
It does not matter how old you are and what year
Hey yops. Triagrutrika forward.