Da-Bro - Колыбель витрин
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Good space Mix took possession of us
On the table idea is a tatami game
Come in sitting better
It will be like a hot dinner for you

Lungebel showcase you are locked up
Open the window and fly high
Together we will become a constellation we
Illuminating the sky sky

This is necessary, not a little time has passed
Days melted for weeks, on the old topic we
Rap art, not smoke, but steam, like that,
Ashes to the floor, a mystery here is a black square

Garden closed, in chaos of treshka
In this bustle, they decided to summarize everything
On the calendar winter on the window rain
Black like a hole of coffee cool down a little

I'm building thoughts of bridges
Their measurements are simple
I build them out of emptiness
To go where you

Smells of spring and music of silence
We put a comma, not a point
Feel our creative handwriting
We promise to do cooler, these are still flowers

Lungebel showcase you are locked up
Open the window and fly high
Together we will become a constellation we
Illuminating the sky sky

Moscow my city is dear and people
Always full of cars and news
New Year's chill sounds in dynamics
Lights are reflected in Moscow - River
But city traffic jams will not break me
I'm a girl from the wrong party
Office, Yoga, in the Rap car
But for someone I am a special person

There was a lot of different relationships in life
but always in touch Seryoga Sanya and Zhenya
There are different people who succeed in where in what
But financial success is not the main thing in life
Adults and children know the main value in the world
They remember somewhere deep that the value is the main thing - good!

Lungebel showcase you are locked up
Open the window and fly high
Together we will become a constellation we
Illuminating the sky sky

Black Monday Life as a detective
Box of photos among spider
Light of spotlights a thousand paintings
Time for nine hours without nine

Smallows on the street Meter and continues revenge
She got stuck in one of her apartments
The guideline of walking thoughts here is unacceptable
And we would have to get out of these dirty rutin

And having a pleasant to the body of expensive textiles
No one will prohibit walking along the minefield
This dabri style is not spoiled appetite
One one is one like gray smoke let's fly

The three -muzlo hits exactly the bit
Graves
we are not enough to understand who the lord
Saints,
will have to wait with death is not compatible
The road like a candle is already burning out a fetile.

But all the same, the world is not sent to the scrap
And calmly in the soul, quiet, at sea calm
And I would have to fly into space for many thousands of miles
I want to plunge into the cradle again