Jahmal TGK, VibeTGK, KREC - Осеннее пальто
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Make believe that weather forecast is a very serious thing
Will be warm, it will be warm
Autumn coat
Feel the style? as if the old tsa
That's just here guys from the Urals, and autumn came early
On the square under the clock at exactly eight in the parking lot we got up
In the car Parliament Smoke with her Yves Saint Laurent
Often you miss this?
It rains the sidewalk, so as if it was erasing memory
But autumn recalls the main thing, where the truth is
The fact that we forgot, and after all, we remembered recently
Are you depressed? This is an "autumn coat"
It suits me in the mood, straight
And I am in the shopping center, in the reflection of the mirror, as if there was no
Only one coat, sewed with other standards
Ishukova used to know: where is snowy, where it is windy
This is an old school, specifically, that summer
We rested in Italy, on a villa with a pool
Then he bought himself this coat of autumn
Your coat is pretty
Coat chic, like for me
The first snow in the air is circling
The experienced do not turn off, the reflection is reflash
You are for my mistakes, don't hold on to me
Pershes in the throat, Flag splashes
People squeeze, people are tired of lies
Winter is closer and closer
The nose is higher, until all came out - breathe deeper
Charmingly beautiful, tell me
Floors, floors, floors
This life, wrinkles in a puddle tremble
Here they played bashi, solved the things large
Who said we lived badly? Pull your tongue
In order to take off, do not sew the cabbage soup
Keep your pocket wider, do not dance
Do not strangle, the remnants of the soul in the rowdy
Once again a hundred, luck will wag its tail
Autumn coat on me, like a glove
What will happen to us later?
Snow with the rain, I am in it, at full growth standing
Autumn coat in tone, the city is drowning under the ice, so what?
What have I forgotten here? Who am I?
At this time, it’s not easy, we’ll wave a hundred?
Stop, not worth it, it's not an autumn coat
Autumn coat
Even after a dozen years, rap is a medical balm
"All eyez on me", the book is open, read everything yourself
"Kitchen" - crystal, dark crucifix, heart -hearted conversation
The muse left, with a pen, leaving an impressive scar
In this coat I am Belmondo or Pierre Richar
Slow down a step if jazz comes from the windows
Thoughts buzz, resembling a crowd of Parisians
That pressing the gate to the throat, they hurry through the whole city
The airship hung over the head
Favorite genre - passing through gendarmes
We charge with the content, and even in the pajamas of sick leave
We say about the horrors of autocracy
Plot arches, yellowed magazine leaves
To hell with your sergeants, my dream is higher than the rank
I go staggering, noticing successful shots
Hiding according to the old habit in pockets
Still, the larger the artist, the wider his horizons
The more interesting his creative searches
And everything is fine
It will be warm
I raise the gate
Autumn coat
As well, as it has to be re -solved every time their problems
And with each cyclone, with each anticyclone - this is a new education in nature