konokto - Калька
текст песни

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You're like a bambi, I'm on the pump around the lapi tapi palm tree
They haven’t seen me in the distance, it’s pressing, it’s pressing, it sees secrets
Dead
My mother doesn't eat enough
There's always something missing
I'm like a diver, so there's always something pressing on me.
I'm on a bike, if anything I've heard these stories
This is a tracing paper on tracing paper, croak don’t croak as it falls down the card
We're at the ATM, but it's all spots, I'm a mushroom picker, but with honey mushrooms
I will arise like atoms, you are not there, but once you were
Probably even before the water doesn’t give a damn about all the arguments
I played for all my dollars here
This is a gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Now I’m standing on the sidelines, incriminating evidence is smoldering in my hand
When it exploded the room smoked
So safe I set fire to a Molotov cocktail
While I smoke a hammer in my hand
If brother laughed
After the party blunder
A couple of hits is enough
After Rams with us, I threw up your hands
You came with a friend but you were not invited here
If this is a rap school I failed the exam
Where did you write off the guy?
This is a gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway
Gangway
Grass bitch and gangway