уннв - Мысли
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Hey, I'm very good
Fucking traps, babe, yupta
I love you baby
Immense, cottony, depraved, wild, strange
Quiet, smooth, painfully driven
Free, proud, stupid, very inflated

People are shit, I have shit in me too
But no one will stop me from shitting him here
I’m not a terrorist, I’m not a politician, I’m not a thief, I’m not a murderer
I am for good, for justice and I don’t mind getting killed
Pussy bumps or fat splashes
I feel my spirit, it spreads out by the road
Didn’t cave in and didn’t fade away
I turn the negativity of my life into a positive
And who would have thought that I shitted the soul's cry
Some are blowing, some are drinking, some are fucked up by life
For some people it’s a shame to work, to even get out of bed
Some people pay taxes, others don't give a damn
Somewhere the idiots are fighting
Someone is cooking in the hut while someone is licking pussy
Someone went crazy
Fuck you, life is a traffic light, watch your step my friend
Don't fall on the ax, otherwise you'll go far
Farther than those mountains over there, and the authorities will not help you
When the thighs will give pressure in spite of everything
Your anger has enough agility, I have to go through these paths
And don’t forget that I am a man, to carry my truth
Listen to the heart that is in your chest, and at least break into pieces
Let the emptiness out and show off style
Convey everything in words, and you think about the lofty
Sitting low on the bones, such news
You have no conscience

Condemned for genius, or damned for talent
My thoughts, my thoughts, like a fucking pedant
Each option is licked with the tongue
They put on a par those who are right and those who are wrong.
Like it or not, you'll have to suck it
And savor the swearing, go straight to hell
There are also a couple of paranoid quotes
What the fuck is underground, this is underground
This is a knockout, this is a broken beat
Like an unsigned deed covered in blots
Only a word can make an accurate shot at random
My brain is spoiling itself, that's a fact
My philosophy is like the purest opium
Fuck, our team insists on hip-hop
How advanced you are is how screwed we are
But in this very ass we are at the top
See how my texts are distorted from the essence
Your turbidity behind your back remains a turbidity
Catch sheet music soaked in mercury
Fakai is a motherfucker, fakai is full of breasts
Beware of my thoughts, they are worse than sour
As if in zero gravity they were hanging on the gallows
Corroded, released, burned, gnawed
I repeat, only my thoughts are worse than sour
We will be forgotten by the era, well, fuck it

I raise my hand up, I continue to think those
With whom I went through laughter, sin, heat and snow
There is a lot of interference around us, disturbing us all.
Stay on the same wavelength longer
Yes, my train has left
Yes, the brain lies in the hood, yes, not a major
That's why I'm a lousy boyfriend
So again someone went to hell
I don’t give a fuck, I mix my thoughts with bullshit
With music, sounds, laughter and swearing, agony, coughing
Sometimes I can even cry
I feel mine, dear, ours
From Southwest Roads to Boulevard Towers
Four strange letters everyone should remember
To love like hashish, like a wine drunk, like Marik and Crash me
My thoughts were still life, now landscape
My thoughts are choice spaghetti on the ears
I'm fucking on, the microphone is under my control
Each of you is sick, each of you here is saturated with the stench of our rhymes
I am sharing here the most precious
My thoughts are my world
My thoughts are my world
And don't bother coming here if you, bitch, are a moron
My thoughts are my world
My thoughts are my world
And don't bother coming here if you, bitch, are a moron
My thoughts are my world
My world