NИKOTИNE - Ранцы
текст песни

"Ranks"
1.
It would be of little strength to fly low
Would fall into the cracks, die with a squeal
Little ingenious ideas, around a moron yes
But not break the young crow in the sky

I puncture along the mountain without fear upward
For the purpose of running as for prey lynx
Scream if you don't believe in me
I will burn your rap to the end to the ashes

I shoot Snapback from my head
Roofing felts wiser or grew up yes
From two wheels moved to the car
Nikotine do not respond to the word "bro"

Chorus:
For the target I am going to the end
On the heads of the palaces without a satchel
Ryugzaki removed we grew up
From Fihburg, we are immigrants [× 2]

2.
18 years pouring as one hour
First grade, many phrases, many masses
We got up on the Rossbam, lay down at 2 hours (but this is me personally)
We ran around the puddles, disappeared in the yards
That's all empty in the yards
We grew up, backpacks fell
And still run to mom
Now cars are glasses
Cars of glasses
Cars of glasses
And here I am writing these lines yes
Now cars are glasses
Cars of glasses
Cars of glasses
And here I am writing these lines yes
Chorus:
For the target I am going to the end
On the heads of the palaces without a satchel
Ryugzaki removed we grew up
From Fihburg, we are immigrants [× 2]