MiyaGi ft. Эндшпиль - Сын
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Нарубает опять сын, время не трать, сын;
Не позволит тебе батя руки опускать, сын!
Гожусь ли в паханы - поглядим, что скажут звезды.
Да ладно, я шучу... Какие звезды? Все серьёзно!
Чему учить ребенка, если сам незнаешь толком -
Нашел себя или же снова в перетягах, гонках;
В фуршетах звонких, где суки ведутся на муки,
На грязи поруки - я умываю руки.
Слухи как мухи летают вокруг, и крутят муху;
Поговори мне тут - за перегруз и за житуху.
Давай, приди в себя, награбим имя, как по нотам;
Слышишь? Скрипит че то... Надо поменять колодки.
Клин-клином давись, видом из окон
Задрот стынет, комп выкинь, хотя я сам такой же.
Люби жизнь, дари стимул, дыши миром -
Живем один раз, надо бы его запомнить!
Капюшон на голову, ведь на дворе не май!
По району заколдованному широко шагаю.
С близкими на проводе, своих не забывай -
Я живу, я творю, я смеюсь, я мечтаю!
Нас нет, коридоры спят, дыма навалом -
Во сне видел этот мир, плакал и пылал успех;
Это феномен, горева бухла, хоть отбавляй -
На улицах грязных принимай!
Мили-мили-мили за спиною, мы в даль!
Корни меняли меняя снова февраль.
Годы улетают, забирая гладкую кожу -
Руби за приз, вывези на волевых!
Тут пруд пруди ЗОЖа, махами рук и ножек;
Не бритые рожи, качали под чернокожих.
Что скажем матерям? Мама прости, я потерял совесть -
То ли совсем взрослый стал, все же...
от пережитого дрожь по коже, мы не похожи
Не обобщай мой город, мой герой - ложим!
Кладем балбес, на правила наглого тона.
Пока спят районы, оперирую словом.
Капюшон на голову, ведь на дворе не май!
По району заколдованному широко шагаю.
С близкими на проводе, своих не забывай -
Я живу, я творю, я смеюсь, я мечтаю!
Sunchase, sunrise -
Вникай в эту суть и летай!
Но нам ничего не светит,
И что же мы расскажем детям
The son grows again, the time does not waste, son;
Dad will not let you give up, son!
Whether I am in the plowmen - let's see what the stars will say.
Come on, I'm joking ... what stars? Everything is serious!
What to teach a child if you yourself do not really know -
I found myself or again in the fuckers, races;
In the lobes of sonorous, where the bitches are conducted for flour,
On the mud of bail - I wash my hands.
Rumors like flies fly around, and twist the fly;
Talk to me here - for the overload and for the life.
Come on, come to your senses, we will have a name, as if by notes;
Do you hear? The creaks of what ... you need to change the pads.
Klin-Klina choke, view from the windows
The poster is crushed, the computer is thrown away, although I myself am the same.
Love life, give stimulus, breathe in the world -
We live once, we must remember him!
The hood is on the head, because in the yard is not May!
In the area, enchanted, widely walking.
With loved ones on the wire, don't forget your own -
I live, I create, I laugh, I dream!
We are not, the corridors are sleeping, smoke in bulk -
In a dream I saw this world, successful and glowed success;
This is a phenomenon, Gorev Bukha, more than enough -
Take the dirty streets!
Mili-Mili-Mili behind the back, we are in the distance!
The roots changed changing February again.
Years fly away, taking smooth skin -
Ruby for the prize, move on strong -willed!
There is a pond of a pond ash, sides of the hands and legs;
Not shaved faces, rocked under the blacks.
What do the mothers say? Mom sorry, I lost my conscience -
Either the adult became completely, nevertheless ...
From the experienced trembling on the skin, we are not like
Do not summarize my city, my hero is lying!
Put the baldbes, on the rules of the insolent tone.
While the areas are sleeping, I operate with a word.
The hood is on the head, because in the yard is not May!
In the area, enchanted, widely walking.
With loved ones on the wire, don't forget your own -
I live, I create, I laugh, I dream!
Sunchase, Sunrise -
Drink into this essence and fly!
But nothing shines to us,
And what will we tell children
Dad will not let you give up, son!
Whether I am in the plowmen - let's see what the stars will say.
Come on, I'm joking ... what stars? Everything is serious!
What to teach a child if you yourself do not really know -
I found myself or again in the fuckers, races;
In the lobes of sonorous, where the bitches are conducted for flour,
On the mud of bail - I wash my hands.
Rumors like flies fly around, and twist the fly;
Talk to me here - for the overload and for the life.
Come on, come to your senses, we will have a name, as if by notes;
Do you hear? The creaks of what ... you need to change the pads.
Klin-Klina choke, view from the windows
The poster is crushed, the computer is thrown away, although I myself am the same.
Love life, give stimulus, breathe in the world -
We live once, we must remember him!
The hood is on the head, because in the yard is not May!
In the area, enchanted, widely walking.
With loved ones on the wire, don't forget your own -
I live, I create, I laugh, I dream!
We are not, the corridors are sleeping, smoke in bulk -
In a dream I saw this world, successful and glowed success;
This is a phenomenon, Gorev Bukha, more than enough -
Take the dirty streets!
Mili-Mili-Mili behind the back, we are in the distance!
The roots changed changing February again.
Years fly away, taking smooth skin -
Ruby for the prize, move on strong -willed!
There is a pond of a pond ash, sides of the hands and legs;
Not shaved faces, rocked under the blacks.
What do the mothers say? Mom sorry, I lost my conscience -
Either the adult became completely, nevertheless ...
From the experienced trembling on the skin, we are not like
Do not summarize my city, my hero is lying!
Put the baldbes, on the rules of the insolent tone.
While the areas are sleeping, I operate with a word.
The hood is on the head, because in the yard is not May!
In the area, enchanted, widely walking.
With loved ones on the wire, don't forget your own -
I live, I create, I laugh, I dream!
Sunchase, Sunrise -
Drink into this essence and fly!
But nothing shines to us,
And what will we tell children
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