METRO PRO, Лёша Стелит - Гравий
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Here, pedaling forward, that's the very fruit.
Throwing a stomp is not a medal, the winds will sweep it away.
If you didn't screw it over, you'll give it up, don't give a damn.
There are those who fucked off, but we're still here, brother, in plain sight.
Here, pedaling forward, that's the very fruit.
Throwing a stomp is not a medal, the winds will sweep it away.
If you didn't screw it over, you'll give it up, don't give a damn.
There are those who fucked off, but we're still here, brother, in plain sight.
Who has the right to judge us here?
On the righteous path, they'll lead you to hell by the ferry.
Who's your enemy? He'll be healthier, he'll send you on your way, to a friend.
And where he weighs you down with a load, a brother will poison you, a friend.
May God guide us on the righteous path.
And not in stolen rewards, but in truth we find the essence.
If you weren't a reptile, no one would dare. Show off
I wouldn't smooth it out with a fucking knife, don't hold it against me
Here he pedals into the distance - that same fruit
They threw a stos - it's not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
They didn't screw you over - they kicked you in the mouth, they didn't care
There are those who fucked off - we're still the same, brother, in plain sight
Here he pedals into the distance - that same fruit
They threw a stos - it's not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
They didn't screw you over - they kicked you in the mouth, they didn't care
There are those who fucked off - we're still the same, brother, in plain sight
Here he pedals into the distance - that same fruit
They threw a stos - it's not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
They didn't screw you over - they kicked you in the mouth, they didn't care
There are those who fucked off - we're still the same, brother, in plain sight
Here he pedals into the distance - that same fruit
They threw a stos - it's not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
They didn't screw you over - they kicked you in the mouth, they didn't care
There are those who fucked off - we're still the same, brother, in plain sight
Here he pedals into the distance - that same fruit
Rap
They pumped up your engines
It wasn't fashionable back then
Painting your nails
But if we suddenly see
We'll chop off your claws too
Winter can't extinguish
Salt won't touch the soul
We'll live forever in songs
Bitch, like an eternal flame
The moral of that story is this
You've dirty the pedals
What's wrong with you there
Bitch, you've been fucked
Appreciate your grandfather's medals
Before they kick your ass
Your bitches are back again
They've called the cops
You'll kiss them passionately
Laminate, my brother is a wrestler
And if he's a nominee
Then his dick is dominant
He's pedaling away - that very fruit
They threw a stos - it's not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
They didn't screw you over - they fucked you in the mouth, they put you down for trouble
If someone got away - we're still in plain sight, brother
He's pedaling away - that very fruit
Throwing a stos is not a medal, the winds will sweep it away
If you didn't screw over, you got your ass kicked, you put it down to misfortune
If someone got away, we're still in plain sight, brother