Баста и Гуф. - ... будь хорошим
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Guf:
Something happened to you? Tell what is
I have been from birth, I should be behind you
Once, 10 per day, sometimes it happens more,
I know all the faces that you can build,
What, how, and how much time it covers you,
I saw in euphoria, I remember paranoia,
To which class you could finish at school
And what happened in that house, on the October Field,
I know everything about you, you understand, Alyosha,
You can leave, well, see you later
Anyway at home or visiting the bathroom,
Or in the hallway, remember there too.
Please do not draw anything on the skin anymore
Be good when passing customs
Girlfriend can find the loss of the box
Even the walls have ears, it is better not to disturb them,
You will understand this, but a little later,
In the meantime, do not confuse the shores and be careful
Surely the clouds are more expensive for you
What in your hands all to continue it.
Nevertheless, it is interesting what will be there ahead.
While we are quietly mutating the matter by thirty,
Paths can sometimes be in the wrong place
I'm sorry, yes, look wires,
There is no reason to get into the firewood,
but the head is no longer happy, and not the same
then maybe the truth is not necessary, aaa
Well, at least until after tomorrow, until Thursday
Bro, okay, you probably have to sleep
See you in the morning, Che, everything according to the old scheme.
Just let's not disappear for a long time anywhere
And then I will disappear and, your reflection.
This is a kind of confession, the paths are inexpressible
God I ask me
Apparently reaching the middle, time to draw conclusions
And Khoby would occasionally talk about what is inside (x2)

Basta:
Sidu in this convenient, leather chair
you are hiding something from those with 10 years in tight
And who do you have interests on kakay
I wonder what you are growing about, except for songs and plans together
And why do you like muddy movements
I know you, you are still a fraudster
Understand all this like a collar around your neck
Soon you will not recognize your reflection
You yourself are dumb from this hollow
Then why have you been to the doctor for a long time
just don't want strangers to let it go
Little man with Super Hero Syndrome
you hide something from those who click your hand
and from those who are stupidly scratching into the telephone pipe
How did you learn to play strings professionally
Chop of those who respect you and loves you
Soon you will not recognize yourself in the mirror
in depress surrounded by four walls
There are topics for which it is ashamed even before the shadow
Do you want not to think about it then kill some crap
You are selfish, many -sided, one name, but countless nicknames
From your wild venues, Rodney has a gray hair Volokardin, and nervous tics
2001 First, in the room of evidence, 2nd in civilian clothes, shmon, mother screams
Glory to God, the cops did not open the piano lid
otherwise you would have been critin
You always managed to escape everything
Refresh memory?
Well, when did you stop at a madhouse.
you could get wigs on poison there and there
Now you are right, your face flickers on the screen
forgot what is to stir and kumal
And I remember everything, fluid the first issue, Minsk
Remember how you almost fucking me in the Corridor
You learned to cover everything with exchanges
I act opsano strive to avoid publicity
I manipulate masks, you became someone like a classic
Tell me what is there after Noggano and Basta
Come on Vasya, don't be shy ...