Ram - Грязь
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Here is my brother, here is my Kent (a)
So the knife sparkled in his hand
My answer to the question "What are you with?" -
I'm with those who did not burn bridges

And bitches always fly to the joint
Like a roof without obvious holes
I cast a cold look again
And the bitches immediately lose their ardor

Everything is calculated like this:
If the lion is hungry, he eats
Stop the tank
In which I sit like a father

By resolution
The plan to leave all you with your nose
After all, without a conflict, I am like a berserker
Without access to the Colosseum

At the age of 15, I did not ban on the fan
Metal twisted from a heating main
At 16 I am already by extortion
In the cabinet of a drunken cop

And after the bravado did not end
Every day we were hooked by trouble
Thanks, mother, for the fact that
I kept on a chain like a frantic dog

Will not let go of the past, we remember
How the blood from young
How I let the roots on the brothel
To fall into the arms of the dark

Our streets are a big nursery
Cute house, shelter for shkolota
Do you know what I understood on the brothel?
Fish may not rot from the head

Look at what dirt we all got bogged down
We feast when grief won everything
And at least at first glance we are all different here -
Quite equally pi ** in the face

Look at what dirt we all got bogged down
We feast when grief won everything
And at least at first glance we are all different here -
Quite equally pi ** in the face

I know people
I feel their energy - this is my gift
After all, those who strangled pillows
In the bedroom of the shelter they made me understand
That we are animals

Everyone here for himself
I am not the first to highlight this flaw
Even monkeys would be at ** ate
What did we come from monkeys

You will ask why hard
Maybe I disagree, but for me ** th
After all, I did not ask the youngsters
Every day a crowd was broken in a crowd

I wanted to see regret and find
Salvation in the words of my educators
But, on the knees standing - I only heard:
"Weak!"

And now, I share myself as a person
I give you something for thought
But why is my eyelid shaking
And fingers with veins on the neck are hardening?

And why do I open my heart
If yours are so hot?
That I only now understood everything -
You strangled the pillow

Look at what dirt we all got bogged down
We feast when grief won everything
And at least at first glance we are all different here -
Quite equally pi ** in the face

Look at what dirt we all got bogged down
We feast when grief won everything
And at least at first glance we are all different here -
I have been in the face exactly equally pi **