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Скоро умрут деды,не будет Дня Победы
Бедным год за годом сложнее накопить на обед
В героях-жиды,в лаврах-педы
По их советам растят молодых,
И этим ветром разносит прах прошлого
Дыхание сбито,тело изношено
Брошено всё,чему грош цена,
О чём бы сам не задумывался,за ту малость,
И сдуло всё,как с тротуара листья
Когда пристрелили Листьева,
И всех,кто знал правду,всех,кто с ними юзАл травку
Нарушая трактаты закона,бросали бычки с балконов,
Продали врагам Балканы,осушили Байкал
Лишив пищи бакланов,краснеют нити накала
За красные флаги поднимите бокалы,
Ведь доживают последние из тех,кто помнит Блокаду...
Нас обкладывают локаторами,как капканами
На Сети тоже скоро поставят клапан
Когда последняя флора в твоём шкафу под лампами
ТЫ не допустишь к ней грязных лап..И будешь прав.
One love Москва, Good Hash клан и анклав
Давай пока,если не держишь накала
Жди много бабок налом,если буля накакала
На два кола,то не только удача выходит из-за угла
Разуй глаза,не жди блага из-за бугра
Всё-пурга,как в Тайге,но чуть-чуть теплее
И с дружелюбною улыбкой на ебле,
Интеллект-это тебе не перелистать "На игле"
Good Hash в игре, продакшн на уровне,Илья в Муроме
Земля летит в урну,подхвати, если выронил
Вокруг нас уже окопы вырыты..
.....А вы хули раскрыли рты?
Стариков порадует парад,с утра выйдет "Новая Правда"
А мы ещё спим в такую рань
Ирак похоронен,Иран не сегодня-завтра
И рад бы я не знать этого пиздеца,
Это-как матрица,но здесь не будет избранного
Только переизбранный на третий срок
Глазированный сырок закончится быстро,
А завтра-не скоро,потерпи,сынок
Семь нот и луп заключили в замОк
Good Hash - на холме зАмок не замолк
Наведи резкость на местности,
Кончился лес,запасы пресной воды,
Трубят тревогу оленеводы
Никто не видит повода идти на поводу
Но я тебе не помогу,как и они не помогли
Ноги прикованы к поверхности Земли
Замели остатки прошлого,насыпали свежего
Залпы салютов порадуют дедушек...
Высокие чины ищут причины сделать нас нищими
если есть варик-порви пасти этим хищникам
Попав за решётку,сложно им грозить импичментом
Дать голове пищи-это не перелистать Ницше
Хуй знает,какой брод,дрищ вещаетс самого днища
Мы курим хороший гашиш,и не пизди о своей жизни
Это не крик о помощи,просто у нас так вышло
Стало чуть лучше слышно? Всё заебись,дружище
Один закон для практически любой тусы
Либо оказался в пизди,либо остался в плюсе
Быть может,завтра ты не найдёшь свой город на глобусе
Я за свободное распространение УЗИ
Они пытаются привить нам пидорские вкусы
Иллюзию того,что нет,о чём подумать гнусно
Как ни крути-ты не сможешь выкинуть этот мусор
Здоровья старикам...Всё остальное-хуй с ним.
Grandfathers will die soon, there will be no day of victory
The poor year after year is more difficult to accumulate for lunch
In heroes-gids, in laurels-peds
According to their advice, young people are growing
And this wind is carried by the ashes of the past
Breathing is shot down, the body is worn out
Everything that the price is muffled,
What I myself would not think about that little,
And everything blown away, like the leaves from the sidewalk
When the Listyev was shot,
And everyone who knew the truth, all who used the grass with them
Violating the treatises of the law, they threw bulls from the balconies,
Sold to the enemies of the Balkans, drained Baikal
Having deprived the food of the cups, the threads of the glow blush
Raise the glasses for red flags,
After all, the last of those who remember the blockade live ...
We are covered with locators like traps
The network will also be set on the network
When the last flora in your closet under the lamps
You will not allow dirty paws to her .. and you will be right.
One Love Moscow, Good Hash clan and enclave
Come on for now, if you do not hold the intensity
Wait for a lot of grandmas codes if Buly has hilled
By two stakes, then not only luck comes out from the corner
Out of your eyes, don't wait for the good from behind the hillock
All-Purga, as in the taiga, but a little warmer
And with a friendly smile on the fuck,
Intelligence is not to turn over "on the needle"
Good Hash in the game, production at the level, Ilya in Murom
Earth flies into the urn, grab it if you drop it
The trenches are already dug around us ..
..... and you blasphemed your mouths?
The old people will please the parade, "New Truth" will come out in the morning
And we still sleep in such an early
Iraq is buried, Iran is not today or tomorrow
And I would not know this pussy,
This is like a matrix, but there will be no chosen
Only re -elected for the third term
The glazed cheese will end quickly,
And tomorrow, not soon, be patient, son
Seven notes and lups were enclosed in the castle
Good Hash - on the hill the castle did not fall silent
Pull the sharpness on the ground,
The forest ended, fresh water reserves,
The reindeer herders are trumpeted
No one sees the reason to follow
But I will not help you, as they did not help
Legs are cooked to the surface of the earth
Folded the remains of the past, poured fresh
Salit volleys will delight grandparents ...
High ranks are looking for reasons to make us poor
If there is a varik Porvi mouth to these predators
Having hit the bars, it is difficult for them to threaten impeachment
Give the head for food is not to turn over Nietzsche
Dick knows what a ford, Drishch broadcasts the bottom itself
We smoke good hash, and don't fuck about our life
This is not a cry for help, it just happened that
Became a little better heard? All fucked up, buddy
One law for almost any party
Either ended up in a pussy, or remained in the plus
Perhaps tomorrow you will not find your city on the globe
I am for the free use of ultrasound
They are trying to instill us fagot tastes
The illusion of what is not, what to think vilely about
Like it, you can't throw out this garbage
Health to the elderly ... everything else is a fuck with him.
The poor year after year is more difficult to accumulate for lunch
In heroes-gids, in laurels-peds
According to their advice, young people are growing
And this wind is carried by the ashes of the past
Breathing is shot down, the body is worn out
Everything that the price is muffled,
What I myself would not think about that little,
And everything blown away, like the leaves from the sidewalk
When the Listyev was shot,
And everyone who knew the truth, all who used the grass with them
Violating the treatises of the law, they threw bulls from the balconies,
Sold to the enemies of the Balkans, drained Baikal
Having deprived the food of the cups, the threads of the glow blush
Raise the glasses for red flags,
After all, the last of those who remember the blockade live ...
We are covered with locators like traps
The network will also be set on the network
When the last flora in your closet under the lamps
You will not allow dirty paws to her .. and you will be right.
One Love Moscow, Good Hash clan and enclave
Come on for now, if you do not hold the intensity
Wait for a lot of grandmas codes if Buly has hilled
By two stakes, then not only luck comes out from the corner
Out of your eyes, don't wait for the good from behind the hillock
All-Purga, as in the taiga, but a little warmer
And with a friendly smile on the fuck,
Intelligence is not to turn over "on the needle"
Good Hash in the game, production at the level, Ilya in Murom
Earth flies into the urn, grab it if you drop it
The trenches are already dug around us ..
..... and you blasphemed your mouths?
The old people will please the parade, "New Truth" will come out in the morning
And we still sleep in such an early
Iraq is buried, Iran is not today or tomorrow
And I would not know this pussy,
This is like a matrix, but there will be no chosen
Only re -elected for the third term
The glazed cheese will end quickly,
And tomorrow, not soon, be patient, son
Seven notes and lups were enclosed in the castle
Good Hash - on the hill the castle did not fall silent
Pull the sharpness on the ground,
The forest ended, fresh water reserves,
The reindeer herders are trumpeted
No one sees the reason to follow
But I will not help you, as they did not help
Legs are cooked to the surface of the earth
Folded the remains of the past, poured fresh
Salit volleys will delight grandparents ...
High ranks are looking for reasons to make us poor
If there is a varik Porvi mouth to these predators
Having hit the bars, it is difficult for them to threaten impeachment
Give the head for food is not to turn over Nietzsche
Dick knows what a ford, Drishch broadcasts the bottom itself
We smoke good hash, and don't fuck about our life
This is not a cry for help, it just happened that
Became a little better heard? All fucked up, buddy
One law for almost any party
Either ended up in a pussy, or remained in the plus
Perhaps tomorrow you will not find your city on the globe
I am for the free use of ultrasound
They are trying to instill us fagot tastes
The illusion of what is not, what to think vilely about
Like it, you can't throw out this garbage
Health to the elderly ... everything else is a fuck with him.