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меня так заебало все, все тут трут за тру
я натяну напас, пойду подожгу свечу
помолюсь за блиских и мне родных
бывших нахуй для меня их нет в живых
эта шкура животного была на мнюхе
пока я был днюхе ты шалалась сука
и как после такого не назвать тебя шлюхой
сука дать бы в ухо да нахуй нужно
лучше вырублю капусты, куплю напас покрепче
шкуры шкурами ну а с пацанами легче
мои легкие и печень ушатаны наркотой
моя душа и сердце ушатаны тобой
но про тебя забыл и вроде попустило
но только бухану твой номер набирается криво
мой речитатив по телефону не о чем
с утра встаю и мой душевный покой обречен
я помню кайфовали мы с тобой под феном
музыка романтика вино конфеты
по скоростухи любила выступить ты люто
когда под спидами выглядила глупо
звонок твоей подруги поколесили по клубам
а потом на утро типа хуевый бутэр
и прокленаешь наркоту типа больше не одну
ну под вечер говоришь мне надо на встречу
знаю как проходит твой амфетаминовый вечер
за руль педаль в пол закладки на студенчиской
снова норкота снова клубы до утра
а я все так же дом гараж и студия
пацаны всегда со мной и я с парнями
а ты больше не мне звони когда ты в хламе
напудриный нос запита папироса
убитая в говно с новым хуесосам
не хочу не среть не видеть и не общаться
и вообще невыкупаю зачем с тобой связался
мою убитое прошлое как и ты убита
я завязал со всем теперь нет проблем
everything was so fucked by everything, everything is rubbing for labor
I will stretch NAPAS, I will set fire to the candle
I will pray for the Bliks and my relatives
Former fuck for me there are no living
This animal’s skin was on Mnyuha
While I was a day you wagged a bitch
And how after this you can’t call you a whore
a bitch would give in the ear, you need to fuck
Better to cut cabbage, buy nasas strongly
skins with skins, but with boys it is easier
My lungs and liver are dedicated to drugs
My soul and heart are dutted with you
But I forgot about you and seemed to be allowed
But only Bukhaun is your number is crooked
My recitative on the phone has nothing to do
I get up in the morning and my spiritual peace is doomed
I remember I got a pile
Music romance wine candy
You loved to perform fiercely
When I looked stupid under the AIDS
Your girlfriend’s call was fed by clubs
and then in the morning like a hijuy booter
and glue drugs like more than one more
Well, in the evening you say I need to meet
I know how your amphetamine evening goes
behind the wheel pedal to the floor of bookmarks on a student
again the morkot is again clubs until the morning
And I'm still a garage house and studio
Boys are always with me and I am with the guys
and you no longer call me when you are in the rubbish
Papyros foul
murdered in shit with new cockses
I do not want not to burn not to see and not communicate
and in general I do not know why I contacted you
my murdered past like you are killed
I have tied up with everything now there are no problems
I will stretch NAPAS, I will set fire to the candle
I will pray for the Bliks and my relatives
Former fuck for me there are no living
This animal’s skin was on Mnyuha
While I was a day you wagged a bitch
And how after this you can’t call you a whore
a bitch would give in the ear, you need to fuck
Better to cut cabbage, buy nasas strongly
skins with skins, but with boys it is easier
My lungs and liver are dedicated to drugs
My soul and heart are dutted with you
But I forgot about you and seemed to be allowed
But only Bukhaun is your number is crooked
My recitative on the phone has nothing to do
I get up in the morning and my spiritual peace is doomed
I remember I got a pile
Music romance wine candy
You loved to perform fiercely
When I looked stupid under the AIDS
Your girlfriend’s call was fed by clubs
and then in the morning like a hijuy booter
and glue drugs like more than one more
Well, in the evening you say I need to meet
I know how your amphetamine evening goes
behind the wheel pedal to the floor of bookmarks on a student
again the morkot is again clubs until the morning
And I'm still a garage house and studio
Boys are always with me and I am with the guys
and you no longer call me when you are in the rubbish
Papyros foul
murdered in shit with new cockses
I do not want not to burn not to see and not communicate
and in general I do not know why I contacted you
my murdered past like you are killed
I have tied up with everything now there are no problems