Второй Ка - Компромисс
текст песни

I did another bad act
You are unlikely to understand this time
That I'm the same fucker as my group
I will not stop singing about a hood and micras

You were waiting you waited for you were waiting
While I and the boys finished another hut
You slept, you slept I painted pictures
Told you that I traveled to show

But nothing to change, I'm sorry
Delete your Instagram and VK tune to me
Your sad tattoo on the cheek and bags
Under the eyes and homewoman is fucked up as if fucking
Here is such a compromise

You caught the troubles with men TRIP
(Well, why so)
In search of the hugs of relatives
(Everything is useless)
You smoked how I taught you
And in the yards I drove circles

And I'm still inclined
Where are my jambs?
I suffered I loved
I was looking for peace in others

The rink was given more than you
And for the Golds
I sold my whole soul
To compromise

But nothing to change, I'm sorry
Delete your Instagram and VK tune to me
Your sad tattoo on the cheek and bags
Under the eyes and homewoman is fucked up as if fucking
Here is such a compromise