SomeUzy feat. Sick Wit Da Kick, SERGIO - Бригада из подполья
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[Sick Wit Da Kick]
Don't run, a lot of smoke has fallen on your feet
It would be better to sit at home and drip on my brains
While you're wondering who could help you
Descending into the fierce underground - changing from day to night
Maybe I wouldn't mind
Dancing on the azure beach
Washing down whiskey with cola
And hanging my brains on a hook
Not happy yet
Otherwise the world will become small for us
And then what to do with the fuse
From wild MCs
Self-propelled gun
Caught in a whirlpool between muddy waters
You can see the bottom where the devils crawl
Stuffing your mouth with shit
This is before them, even if they vomit
There's a whirlwind in my head
As long as we have strength, we will fuck
Nights fly by
Do style - bequeathed by Ason
But he himself didn't know
Old Riley thought bass
Oops - fucked up
Boom, I ended up in the trash
It's like my legs were torn off
Good 100 grams
But that's why it's morning
Pum pupurum pum pum
Everyone, like Vini, is looking for honey
There are sources outside
But they give holy water there
Bite it - take a bite
A trace of tremors survived all the deadlines
The designated deadlines fucking hang by a thread
I didn’t understand whose shit I was loading
Until I got up
From Dusk Till Dawn Ghouls
Hide the plan
Cleans up the trash
From a fragrant pair of harmless
The trace falls on the fleshy bit
Everything is visible here
[SERGIO]
I'm taking up turnip duty - well, hello summer
Remained alive, although everything around is turbulent
I'll stupidly ride into the distance on this rusty barrel
I would like to point out that I have never been called a toad
My airship is waiting for me behind that mountain
Although I'm more of a stone, I'm not the main character here
But I’ll deliver hemorrhoids, don’t doubt it
From the alloy of these lines I will make myself a saber
I know everything in the world, but now I’m sorry - I stupidly forgot
Good cars come out of funny crams
But oil leaks in the kitchen in the evening
And after a month people flow into sinks
Hair turns gray and wrinkles become more cheerful
And dulcinea is removed from the apartment in a bag
And at a party nine days later a picture falls
You lie there all night and explain everything you saw.
This is roughly what the situation behind the screen is like:
It may be early, but blink first
And I’ll eat shrimp with a taste of peace
Looking through your lenses at your Cote d'Azur
[SomeUzy]
Area tour
Puzzled by the weight of the roofing felts
Tolya Mesim just got out of pre-trial detention center
Hapay treated staf
God beat your liver
The text illustrates the name Uzi clan is eternal
Stechkin under my shirt
Ha Brother, you're right
I didn't expect trouble here
The seki swam
Simultaneously the fog runs away
Weby small attics
Mouth full of earth
He stood up and laid his dicks without fuss
I'm moving straight ahead
Lenya foreman
Coming from small apartments
Flew to the feast
I don't have enough music
Leyte sipin ling
Slipin he's a street bastard
S Glaka double kill
We thought it would be very good
But no cookie whip
The guys are talking about cars
Beavers fuck them
Mom gare loot
I'm putting you on mute
The lousy ones weave
Kinders I'm cool
Your hos are running to me