loc-dog feat. n.o. - люди говорят
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[LOC-DOG]
My only goal
Pain shaking you auditory receptors with sound art
As a governor I lower the third into the urns, my army of good is growing with me
Who drumming with fingers is stupidly waiting for the arrival, in the autumn waltz turbulent
Falls fainting on the asphalt down, athletes, jumpers of cornices
Running vetera on marathons
Smile calmly, but don't drop your cross down
They can’t count them here, whispering psychos
Crowds went out into the streets in search of love
The scientist deduced the formulas, launched the provider
Launched? Come on, hiking is gon
And you will have to change the experiments with him.
When they mumble any disorderly detachment that fell into smoke
And you look don't get under the poison

People say, they say, they say, they say, they say, they say, they say
They fuck more in the end, about everything in a row, everything, everything,
Everything, everything in a row, everything is pushing
They have a few, they are completely croppol, cropol, cropol, cropol

[TOSH]
I will smoothly reproduce the words like scars from a sheet
Flake plans throwing out of my head to tomorrow
And all this is true, I write the text half my life here
Who explode in your head like nuclei
And 0 bazaar, that there are so many pizdabols around
Among poets and not only
So get bought, scanning the area
I avoid possible injections
Meticulous fuckers, and sometimes I fly at night
Above all the problems of the world of this fucking
Tell me for the rights of those who fuck in their eyes directly
And I would never be if I was not so stubborn
In addition, I do not need a reason to write these words
People say, they say, they say, and to be honest
All this fucked me in order
After all, 99 out of 100 are stupidly pushing, more precisely they fuck so stupidly and I fucked them

[levon]
Vasya, there are few for the happiness of the masses, if it is only
Sooner or later sell
The campaign is this fate: to be unlike you
Until you analyze which of us here and how is it
In this game, I pass, just not a dead
The goal is not important to me, but only its smell is important
Our task is fulfilled - we killed fear
But everyone was afraid at least once in this life
Know this is a fact - you all confess to all
In mistakes, in sins, in Naebalovo
You are all empty, like those holes in pants
And for us they became spiritual wealth
There are no groups, groups, there is a brotherhood
Even troupe, if I ... and as long as he will not be the end
You do not become adequate to anyone
I believe in miracles, I don't see the road back
Weighing against and for the while the eyes are burning
While we are moving by smell without finding the brake
I will be eternally with relatives to sink in these holidays

[irresponsible]
Let you say you choleak, poky eyes, scorch
Pale hands for everyone, but not in price to kill health
Detachment behind the detachment with a slim column
To become past the icons under the wings, the black crow directly into the funnel
Thinking that "here it is, crown and gold", although in reality cardboard
With Money Money, found in Manto,
Will prolve show -offs, ready, elite
Society from Pidaras, Mudakov, Closed Club
Entrance by invitation strictly,
And at the threshold of a chain dog, devoted to the owners
He is ready for lavender, not sparing his flesh to die hard
Relations have long passed from communication to the economy
The song became a tone where I am one hundred pounds, the story of just a fantasy of painted patterns
But I am ready, and he is ready for the fact that swearing
Mat and quarrels will show who is even in life

People say, they say, they say, they say, they say, they say, they say
They fuck more in the end, about everything in a row, everything, everything,
Everything, everything in a row, everything is pushing
They have a few, they are completely croppol, cropol, cropol, cropol