Schokk - Голод
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Mom has no money for the sixth iPhone
Not tired and dad is used to be begging
In fact, the way out of problems is simple
All that you need to learn from Richie

You want Jordana and Peri Balmo
Put on kopechon, find a major and stroll it
Where is your place comfort or economy
You have a cheap craftswoman or Tom Ford Colog

Rols Royce Phantom or Lada Sedan
Rolex watch or without them without them
Nishchebrhod your fate forever
And you begged until the bone is crawling

It is shine or bullet, trend or style
Lena loves poverty and not pi * di, which has not
Tired of living at the bottom of the piggy bank
Loves money more than children chikatilo

And only do not pi * di, that your life is not damn deposit
You are luckles * ae more than they
Something slows down, wife fuck * T brains
Conscience parasite, see the lamp

But there is no money on the fuck *
Say hello or whisper Lord forgive
But thirst requires champagne, hunger from the cousin.

Where have you been, where I got not playing the roles
It was not on Rotaless to Rolex
I do not believe that I had to be all this pleased
From the most children's years is free

Only in the summer between school
Single breakdown sneakers on football
Item in captivity my troubles of alcohol
If the ghetto is Kanto, negros, I lived you were not in Alge

And did not go to Jero
We did not have Wowl Lave no well and huli
Any money issues a pistol and bullets.

My sun look at me
My palm turned into a fist
If there is gunpowder, give fire
I'm still leaving under the nitrified life

What family, mom and ...
I will find when Rolex and get married when Bentley
Mature when Soho in New York
In the meantime, I understand the Gardens and in traffic jam, moms,

Believe tell them, the sky will give them
And I dreamed of famous to be rich
Tastes of beggar be a gentle world
Or say why wear Haifesnes in the subway

Here love is worth money, ma,
We need to climb the fuck in the TV, Ma,
And before bedtime on the knees, yes, just God hardly believes to us
We all have a good forgotten if it was in a dream

And this girl will leave in the morning
In her throat, everything that was in me was in me.
There are no us here, we are not here, from that we are all angry
Appearing on the light disappearing in the dark

We have long decomposed in cold earth
We are so closely in the grave, so little planets
To stand on the ears to sit on the needle
To go through the desert to crawl over the rock

To dig, so as shouting under the pour
To sit under the table to lick on the table
To scold fools without sorry cripples
To lie and curly getting on bread

So that love covered, we are waiting like a plaid
Multiplying an empty number of years, only all this nonsense
Because we do not have
We have long since decomposed in the cold ground

In the cold ground, in the cold ground
We have long since decomposed in the cold ground