SBEYPEPEL - Не тормози
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I'm so tired
From these tips and conversations
The fact that a suicidist, drug addict and forever expedent
There is a stranger city
And somewhere far my house
Which is so dear to me

Logik,
Dirt smolders on a sig with menthol
Record in mono,
Panorama on monitors
I can come alive
And leave for the ambulance
The main thing is that from these moans
The whole office rocked

Then I spent a dynamite
And I don't need gunpowder
Remember
This dirt will remain at the pores forever
I twist the dollar according to the old scheme
Look,
We ourselves opened our throat

Here, where is your life
You nimyu is not the go
Where for the money foreigners
Bitch,
Fuck our heifers
All the way is it?
But the skin justified itself
After all, for a poverty everywhere

Let go
No need to build offended
In this we, the same
And here not everyone can survive
I'm so glad that something drives us
I hope they hear it

I drove behind the picture to Roma
Praised from the cones
The moment when you
You barely breathe
Smoke made your voice quieter
Sincerely for respect
My bar is even higher

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

We will heal to the bottom in ourselves
From what will you fold you
Do not waste your time,
You can't surprise us with anything
Here boys like a sieve
But not everyone is atheist
It hurts many here
It’s just not possible

In these places
It is better to move careful
But it's better not to move
And leave it in the past
But no one can do it here
To trembling
When a napkin under the skin

Yes maybe,
I write about the same thing
But I am the same
And this is what I have lived
Where it is worn
Where everything is complicated
Yards are what is in us

Sorry,
I am not ashamed to say
Pain on the bit
Bllant smokes
There is where to grow
And someone took a lot
And could not touch
The fruits of their greed

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Thanks to Kostya
In all buses on the post
My face,
Sbeypepel try the first variety
I hope that I will get it once and to the fathers
Let only the bones remain
It will not be the end

Get to the top from the bottom
The plexus of these words
Inspiring hope in others
With your muscle,
Local Underground
Have not seen dreams for a long time
The place where I grew up
In my rap is one of the foundations

Kharkov - Moscow
Bus for 9 hours
I fly back on the plus
Under a new minus,
Half of Jameson bottles in juice
And to the border
I kill not a frail piece

Then I write and write
I write and write
About what I cherish
What I follow and what I see
All for the sake of these movements
And sometimes it happens to be sickening so
That I just hate

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away

Do not slow down
After all, this music saves life
Those who are drowning there in mud
Do not slow down
This is a lifebuoy
For Kentov which were taken away