Вася Свой - обо всем
текст песни

This is not a dream, with reality everything is in unison
About this about this, we will inform
We will transfer, consciousness to the underground world
I will open up, the performance of "Net -lung lire"

Where we live? - Huge expanses
Here in every house politics and thieves
All from one yard -Spal areas
Noisy packs - stand on corridors

Patsyki on the Nike, on the lighters of the strap
I fucked your schizes on labels slippers
There are no such mazes here.
Everyone knows their own in the area

Megalopolis! Let's go down a little lower
Races for the sprinkle, but someone just to survive!
On the paths with skiing trodden into one hundred rows!
In search of happiness, breaking your hands into the blood

welcome but only here they do not complain
everything is difficult and not for please
As they say, thank you in the korman, you can't put it
So lay out the whole cache and you can walk

At least for any boiling, but you don't go above your head
You hear about plans, be probably quieter
floors everyone will hear the roofs will cover us
If the pipe hissed you hear mice

This is what revenge here
You won’t have time to get out of nutri.
go ahead if the spirit calls
if you refer, look time picking up

How tired of drying your head with delirium
Wake up in darkness and fall asleep with dawn
I went out to the ghetto, the crosses on the barefoot leg
Dull lights will lighten my way

There are always two faiths with me in my mother and God
All the doors are open on the Piring City
Green line, if only they would not give strict
In the meantime

A little overkill from the century through the yard
I will stop only when the engine is leaf
while everything is exactly on the fence without relying
Among the districts of the city in the dark I am lost

Fanari high -rise fester we tear the throats to each other
Met the membranes will explode from us
From our hydropon, even elephants will be chilled
if you killed in the trash, the main thing is not to go too far

Bratan understand I am also far rightful
There were days to a desk because of the bottles of melted
Smile to the ears and everything is so good
Here a good uncle buzz will send you to Kumatoz

This is what revenge here
You won’t have time to get out of nutri.
go ahead if the spirit calls
if you refer, look time picking up