Horus, Зараза, Ка тет - 999 проблем
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I will go to search for myself as "picod"
In the sea abyss for white whale
I would have the result of my research on the cue ball
After all, the head is full
I'm saved in this
Under dogma of any installations, we dig a digging
999 problems - each special approach to each
We are wheeling, melting the chassis
Problems itch, driving away a dream
If I am rich, like jay-z
There would be less than 900
I rummage deep in myself like a mole
Under the windbreaker, in the body, like a custom psychotrop
Just such a psychotype
Everything that was pung up without a trace in the micro
It will definitely pass, even hitting the tangent
I am not a heartbroof lyrics
Rather, a soured pesm.
The narrative is allegorical
It is necessary to bring it to mind
To the form, which will be close to the ideal
He finished in a dark
And Back AGain
Darkness dispersing like a halogen
Past linden mythology
Eternal cold apologet
And all the problems are only ashes, dust
Time accumulates experience, ice drowns ardor
And, through the year, I look with a grin
On the one who once was
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
Solve them all! Break them captive
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
There are most of them in my head
The text from granite was carved
To a new day
Not that problem
That I miss up to a thousand
Rhymes like paints and brushes
Evil Panchi on issuing
I feel the bit under my feet
And I'm sure of it
After all, he helped me more than once
Doubt again sang on backing
But I turned it off
And I fly lightly
Kent falls with me
Life is a crash test
You are a mannequin in it
Among kilometers of black and yellow ribbons
But there in the distance (in the distance)
Like Guinean Aboriginal
There is a day off and steep weekend
Judging by the oldest of all legends
At a cool peak
For a dream in pursuit
It is not a current of cue ball that is buried
If a hard warrior is only on a microphone
It will be very painful later on the defense
If you are not very sick with a dream
It will be very difficult on the way
To your hidden files find passwords
Remove the cashier of the chances of not to act
Sometimes
Thorny and terrible pathway upstairs
Not every person will overpower him
Everything is so, but it seems to me ordinary
After all, permanently in my head
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
Solve them all! Break them captive
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
There are most of them in my head
Caught a quarter on
Cat soft legs
He dug in business
All was sewn up like a soldier
In the soul from God a hole
She was scored by everyone in a row
The book of life leafed through
Not Young Adult, Grim Dark
Swing the bit on the loop, the body breathes tiredly
I hid the text with cloudy evening
The elbows went into the battle, so that the joints almost came out
I wrote striped with words like steel
Silence, like jungle Uganda kromsai
I paved the way: paths, roads, then highways
Adapting to the area along with the landscape merged like an aboriginal
How strong the root system will check the wind of great changes
That the little things of life scattered me problems, like shitty muffins
I would not write - it has long been brought into impenetrable jungle
And so I will do it, even if it will not be profitable
Let them condemn, indignant, it doesn’t matter to me
What these people will think about this
Violetovo, in fact, I see the tops under my feet became wider
But it was just impossible to stay wider
I'm still going to this fateful peak
My goals scare me, because they are really big
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
Solve them all! Break them captive
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
There are most of them in my head
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
Solve them all! Break them captive
999 problems, 999 problems. 999 problems
There are most of them in my head