BRUUUD - ГРЯЗЬ
текст песни

I get into the bit - you get into the trip
I get into the kick - you get into the world
I get into style, I get on the days
We do not fall, stagnate, felt in sparkles
Old crosses love dirt so much
New people do not love you
Crust motives on the skin in layers
Dirt on the hands relieves wounds
Like a adhesive platera, he treats us
There is a sweaty hall, there is a dense sub
The frame is made, charges, oh brush
And the dirt is not visible in the concrete wall
Words - Kurher - wash dirt
Bassot legs are fingering mud
I change the best honeycombs to the mud
Great combo, make us dirt

[Verse 2 - The Freddy Red]
Brothers, we have to get along here - this is dirt
But you brought friends here - this is dirt
Complements pure sound, we do not leave the club
Duma collaboration, we imitation storms, pointed bullets
What our hive is producing, it is just right of each nature
My voice sounds in the monitor, you echo him
Your Koresh, also with you, doesn’t even pour the rhythm
Although no one understood the words

[HOOK]
Dirt! U! AND! Uh! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!

[Verse 3 - CJ]
Dirty Dance, eyes flicker like a hundred lights
My thin does not sleep when Gang is nearby
My right path when I go up (e, e)
The head up, who is the fight, we are on top
Open Mike, know the Minsk brush
You know what will happen, the guests are waiting here (Brud, e!)
Open your eyes, give me a sign and I am on the gases
In touch with my brother - telegrams, do not know who I am, show you? (Dirt, dirt)
Here the whole squad should know this Minsk Style
Should know this Minsk Staff
Cj on the GROUV, this is not rock old

[Verse 4 - Kipah]
We, like wild bees, produce dirt
Invisible networks - communication is established
AND! Stung with sound
Now, unfortunately, you are one of us
This is Minsk dirt - here is a thick crust
From "East" to the "stone hill"
One bit, seven morons
What's this? This is a fool!
You will not wash this dirt with water
Fool around while young
Welcome to Wild Roy
Shut your mouth, open the membrane
Fight, better not stand
I made my move
Now the move is for you
I am I, you are yourself
You know further
Bai-Bai, Boy-Boy

[Verse 5 - Kakora]
Bassota was not so dirty yet
Wings of babies caress the bottom

Sorry, Mas, but there is no place to fall
The world shares the horizon in half
The moon was half drowned in the river
All dark night falls on the shoulders
And we are smiling lightly
Dirt in front of my eyes and nowhere else
Inflacan by the doctor’s hand
Crumpled in a mint paper couch
Hold the bird in our sleeve
Hands of cotton-clap
Legs top-top
Head foreheads in the forehead
Ping Pong, Bingo Basiki
Dirt, dirt, dirt

[HOOK]
Dirt! U! AND! Uh! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!

[Verse 6 - Cokeboy]
I don't breathe through my nose
I breathe every other time
Astma eats Floo
Because gourmet
To be not dreams, "for", or "under"
You don't even need a pretext
And to send you home - no more than inhalation
(Weather fire!)
We dance in the mud to rise to the heights
I dance where you are falling face
All money is dirty - I need a whole moat dirt
But just inhale to break you

[Verse 7 - Nikita Mastyak]
I, going out, put on the armor of the angel
Do not go to dad, success is a skill
My brothers took overflowly at everyone, correctly (Hallo, Hallo)
Hello flame, in me the hunger of the children of Africa
Do not think that I am simple - this is the top of the iceberg
Do not think that one, I am the army (happy birthday)
On Saturdays, this small sink shame
I have nothing on my feet, from below
But thank God, I'm not barefoot
Mili-Mili-Millimeter before oblivion
To hell with the nerves - we will play
You will remember this as the first sex, like the first cocaine

[HOOK]
Dirt! U! AND! Uh! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
This is dirt! U! AND! U! AND! U!
PROD. by kipah