H1GH - 06. Финты
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Я этим записям предан, тут нет и я рядом секрета.
Который год это всё через себя - бисиклета.
Цель - до вершин. Ошибкой, всех рассмешив,
Я заново начинаю будто сэйв совершил.
Не жду подач, мне обозначили борьбу силовой.
Все принимают на грудь, а я добьюсь головой.
У меня свой угол, будто лист сухой оформил.
Покорно мой корнер не кормит, но помни, я в форме.
Тянется нудно рутина, вязко так будто бы тина,
Когда сниму паутину тут все забудут сатиру.
Но жизнь этими финтами не рисуют картину:
Что себя вдруг раскрутил я, как переступ Зиннедина.
Мечта заветна, и плевать, что будто век у микрофона,
а повседневная работа, не эффектна, как рабона.
Ноги смогут показать мне вокруг света.
Принесут ветры успех мой. Жду это.
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Житуха - финт за финтом.
На раны бинт за бинтом,
Но надо биться притом,
Мои принципы в том.
Житуха - финт за финтом.
На раны бинт за бинтом,
Но надо биться притом,
Мои принципы в том.
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Пускай никто ваще не знает финтов и значений.
Но жизни всё равно, предо мною снова качели.
И всё, что происходит кишит стыками такими.
Не удивляюсь, если новый выпад опрокинет.
Я от нее жду ударов и обманных движений,
Цепляй да фоли, будешь иначе мишенью.
Ведь тут любое решение на морально волевых,
И чтоб забить не надо моментов реально голевых.
Столько пишу, не хватит ваших этих ластиков,
Но всё не впрок, будто кидаюсь на эластико.
Я замахнулся сделать много, но пока нихрена не успел,
Поэтому снова уйдет на замахе успех.
Хватит финтов, тренер на тебя закинул болт!
Ведь мы части одного с тобой как пинг и понг.
Я всё могу показать в этих куплетах.
Принесут ветры успех мой. Жду это.
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Житуха - финт за финтом.
На раны бинт за бинтом,
Но надо биться притом,
Мои принципы в том.
Житуха - финт за финтом.
На раны бинт за бинтом,
Но надо биться притом,
Мои принципы в том.
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Жизнь крутит финты, напротив бутс её ты,
На рисунке впритык.
Зеваки будто менты, еще ведут понятых,
И пока ржут и хлопают, тебе дают передых.
Жизнь крутит финты, напротив бутс её ты,
На рисунке впритык.
Зеваки будто менты, еще ведут понятых,
И пока ржут и хлопают, тебе дают передых.
I am devoted to these notes, I am not here and I am near the secret.
Which year is all through itself - bisiklet.
The goal is to the peaks. A mistake, making everyone laugh,
I started again, as if I had made a Seve.
I do not wait for the taxes, I was identified by the struggle of power.
Everyone takes on the chest, and I will get my head.
I have my own corner, as if I had issued a dry leaf.
My corner does not feed dutifully, but remember, I'm in shape.
The routine stretches tedious, as if Tina, as if
When I take off the web here everyone will forget the satire.
But life does not draw a picture with these feints:
That I suddenly unwound myself, like a cross of Zinnedin.
The dream is coveted, and do not care, as if the eyelids of the microphone,
And everyday work is not spectacular, like workers.
My legs will be able to show me around the world.
My success will bring winds. I'm waiting for this.
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Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
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Let anyone finally know the finites and meanings.
But life is all the same, they swing again before me.
And everything that happens teeming with joints with such.
I am not surprised if the new attack is overturned.
I am waiting for her blows and fraudulent movements,
Click on and foli, you will be different with a target.
After all, there is any decision on morally strong -willed,
And in order to score, there are no moments of really goal.
I write so much, there will not be enough of these erasers,
But everything is not for the future, as if throwing at Elastico.
I wrapped up doing a lot, but so far I did not have time to do it,
Therefore, success will go back again.
Enough the fins, the coach threw a bolt on you!
After all, we are parts of one with you as a ping and pung.
I can show everything in these verses.
My success will bring winds. I'm waiting for this.
*****************************************M
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
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Life twists the feints, opposite her boots you,
In the figure, imprisoned.
Zeevaki as if cops are still leading witnesses,
And while they laugh and clap, they give you overdles.
Life twists the feints, opposite her boots you,
In the figure, imprisoned.
Zeevaki as if cops are still leading witnesses,
And while they laugh and clap, they give you overdles.
Which year is all through itself - bisiklet.
The goal is to the peaks. A mistake, making everyone laugh,
I started again, as if I had made a Seve.
I do not wait for the taxes, I was identified by the struggle of power.
Everyone takes on the chest, and I will get my head.
I have my own corner, as if I had issued a dry leaf.
My corner does not feed dutifully, but remember, I'm in shape.
The routine stretches tedious, as if Tina, as if
When I take off the web here everyone will forget the satire.
But life does not draw a picture with these feints:
That I suddenly unwound myself, like a cross of Zinnedin.
The dream is coveted, and do not care, as if the eyelids of the microphone,
And everyday work is not spectacular, like workers.
My legs will be able to show me around the world.
My success will bring winds. I'm waiting for this.
*****************************************M
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
*****************************************M
Let anyone finally know the finites and meanings.
But life is all the same, they swing again before me.
And everything that happens teeming with joints with such.
I am not surprised if the new attack is overturned.
I am waiting for her blows and fraudulent movements,
Click on and foli, you will be different with a target.
After all, there is any decision on morally strong -willed,
And in order to score, there are no moments of really goal.
I write so much, there will not be enough of these erasers,
But everything is not for the future, as if throwing at Elastico.
I wrapped up doing a lot, but so far I did not have time to do it,
Therefore, success will go back again.
Enough the fins, the coach threw a bolt on you!
After all, we are parts of one with you as a ping and pung.
I can show everything in these verses.
My success will bring winds. I'm waiting for this.
*****************************************M
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
Life - Fint for Fintt.
To the wounds bandage for bandage,
But you have to fight, moreover,
My principles are.
*****************************************M
Life twists the feints, opposite her boots you,
In the figure, imprisoned.
Zeevaki as if cops are still leading witnesses,
And while they laugh and clap, they give you overdles.
Life twists the feints, opposite her boots you,
In the figure, imprisoned.
Zeevaki as if cops are still leading witnesses,
And while they laugh and clap, they give you overdles.
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