Tao ft. MaTa - Палитра
текст песни

Brother ... on you palette .... Why do I need it?
Draw your life! ...

I didn't get in the rain, I am shit
And did not spit on you, who told you you scum?
I didn’t look for it-Solgut, a riot is a ghetto-absur ...

And here is the palette, they do not lie to you without knowing the truth
These screams are not criticism, they will scold knowing the rules
added the volume of music without listening to politicians
It became a mystery like: the leaf of the president threw
Stylists will display in an instant, we are quietly changing the view
"sparkling" at the parade dashingly from the country
it hurts as if they tear the cuticle from the fingers
Drops of blood pour like a liquid gloss
I instantly like an emigrant for youth Square
TAO brother in the Repe is not a simple passerby
Whatever the thick -skinned, everything is clear in that
Kadych will have a knife-this is unpleasant
we lay out clearly, so be the more accurate
they twist and stigmatize us, they will not give you a guarantee
Put the coffin ... "The district is your site"
The gate whispers modestly, "already in hell a participant"
cuts the heart with a knife-in okrop from the blow
The bones in the coffin are folded like caviar in banks
And the casting has not been passed, maybe heartburn torments?
The throat has fiery passions, as if at an outcast in the ass
The veins moaned like a sorcerer with fear
In the basement of torture, those that will not leave dust
The executioner will reduce the life of a van- "This is not true"
shouted ... as if stepping on the same rake
Chorus:
........... gouache will draw a trifle on the window
The palette changes color ... "It's not just like that"
Half a liter of cola, sneakers and cap to side
ghetto beckons like "guchi", prada