Salvadoni - Передоз
текст песни

Drug addicts in the porch boil crocodile
Bill was killed in our area
Mom beat me, I said bad
So it turned out now I am how dashing
I go on Bekha 95
Once with a roots, a jackpot was torn
We found a bookmark from local naric,
It was good at first, and then not sweet
We flooded us, we failed
This caustic smoke is still hovering,
We are sitting on the hut at the local huckster
On the wall carpet, and on the shelf of the book
On the table Funfyrik, triple adecon,
Blit him, now like Allen delleon
Silvuple Madame, Ksyukha comes to us
And she has a huge plus
This plow was interesting
Took me to other shores
I can’t, I'm sitting killed
And then nits appeared in the apartment
Began to explain something for life
With the boys we think that we must finish them
Makarov Pistol is already on the sight
One by one hole in their body
The floor is all in the blood, ksyukha in tears
Only I am calm, like a Tibetan monk
Not surprising, because I'm in nirvana
I went to wash my hands, the huckster pours in the bath
It began to let go, we must do the ends
Drove on Bekha, and followed by the Gaytsy
I click on gas, pedals in the floor
Eh, now it would be an injection in Vienna
Came off, flew over the yards
I feel that my soul is not in my body
Barely barely gathered with thoughts,
I remember that I was expelled from vocational schools
We leave the car, she is a little beaten
There is only no bumper and lobovukha is broken
I say goodbye to the brave, chap it home
Dad presentes that I am a booby
Old grunt, leave me alone
Do not bother, I want with milk chips
Locked up in the kitchen, I drink tea from an ashtray
Well, come out, the father repeats like a parrot
Went to his room in a pillow buried
Closed his eyes and did not wake up