tanaker - b.o.b.
текст песни

Spit in your face, relieve the swelling
Morning in the fog, antics or chatter
Disappeared in the margins and caught
reproach
Ravines, temples saved from despair
Who am I, who are we here
We're fucking on a ball in the darkness
Cleanse my iniquity and the blizzard
Disappear and later reveal your corpse

Below zero
Five
For your marriage
Yo
Put on shoe covers
If you're trampling on my black
Below zero
Five
For your marriage
I stole your skin and hearing
On your own black

Below zero
Five
For your marriage
Yo
Put on shoe covers
If you're trampling on my black
Below zero
Five
For your marriage
I stole your skin and hearing
To my own black and white

These streets are here again
These streets are here again
I walk, walk, walk along them

A stocking on my head and I'm barely alive
The empty morning is so blissful
Those streets are here again to defeat me
They throw me, I fire at you, I jerk off to condemnation
I'm not here, but I'm a tank everywhere
I have a fucking awesome zodiac sign
Remember, you dirty my face for nothing
Now put on shoe covers if you're trampling on my black and white

Below zero
Five
To your marriage
Yo
Put on shoe covers
If you're trampling on my black and white
Below zero
Five
To your marriage
Yo
I stole your skin and hearing
To my own black and white

Below zero
Five
To your marriage
Yo
Put on shoe covers