Murovei, Pastor Napas, Avenuepluggg, DJ Cave - LOWLIFE
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(Hey, hey)

Murovei (Hey)

Heads of loved ones (A)

Pastor Napas (Aoy)

Heads of loved ones are covered with silver

And with those who stayed close, we will still blow up

But, remembering those who have gone to God

A lump rolls in my throat (A)

Lord, lay them down softly

We will all return home

And there are no more riots

It seems the streets have become quieter

But still, from the light

We all often squint

No need to wake them up

When they get enough sleep, they will wake up

The good will be remembered

The unnecessary will be forgotten

Hey LOWLIFE

Pushes guys to do things

And this is our area everywhere

Where can you see the domes

Can you hear LOWLIFE?

The game lifted us from the bottom

One love

We finally wake up from sleep

Nothing under the dome lasts forever

Nothing is new

The warrior strives for perfection

Having found the basis

And the transience of days

Left before the deadline (hey)

This is not his path

But only part of the road

Hey LOWLIFE

Pushes guys to do things

And this is our area everywhere

Where can you see the domes

You hear LOWLIFE (one)

Yes, here in pieces around the wall

I swim between them, bending over

So dark you can't see a damn thing

And something is pounding in your ears

In the world of brook, know

I ate a lot there

I'm honestly interested

What that rapper really saw

Everything will be in detail

Turn longer, fuck

Honestly, I don't give a damn

Who's your mother there

I did everything to eat

So that mom doesn't plow

Oblique, scarlet dawns

And on cane pouring out guala

Fuck I'm in the leaves

Sometimes so tightly exactly like a koala

Until I grabbed a house for mom

It will always be not enough

I saw how they drowned

Bitch where I swam

A lot of things changed

The bag also stank

LOWLIFE filled me inside

I feel calmer now

Run away as needed from a dude who melted

I'll say it's important that the feeling of hunger does not leave

I'm raking in a good jackpot and it won't be enough for me

Hey lowlife

Pushes guys to do things

And this is our area everywhere

Where can you see the domes

Can you hear LOWLIFE?

The game lifted us from the bottom

One love

We finally wake up from sleep (hey)

These people constantly echo something to me

To find adventure

I don’t need to turn on the light

Their life is stored on the Internet (Yeah, yeah)

And I try, without draining, to preserve the aesthetics

Listening to Gunna, I saw a hooligan in him

Stirring semolina, I covered the lads

Quickly skimmed the cream of Balabanov’s films

I can’t watch other movies now

(I can’t watch)

Mom, now I also need ligaments, knots

Don’t miss the moment, don’t blink the flashing lights

I hear behind my back run, mura, run

For them, I am completely transparent (like in the palm of your hand)

You don’t need to go to a fortune teller (yeah)

They won’t catch me off guard

Let me suffer losses

But in another once I'll definitely be on guard (on guard)

Snowstorms have been sweeping my city for half a year (yeah)

Summer flies by here, as if by a click

I stand under hypnosis when an express train flies by

By God, I'll remember this money for a long time

I'm careful in my grievances, in my joys, when I wash myself

At the mouth of this river

Do you hear LOWLIFE!

Mura, Pastor Napas