vInte - Вредные советы
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Part 1
Yes, my mother and dad were broadcast to me
Apparently he cried little on the tar at night
But they so much wanted to see the light probably
One in the world I thought that their advice is harmful
Then Baba and grandfather told me life
And my division alone hold on to the wind friend
All of me wanted to make an angel
But I often cheated all these advice
My soul is my island where it is comfortable but blind
Favorite poet Oster - harmful advice
The only shelf where dirt did not accumulate
I didn't like books, but I always climbed this
And I have my own mind, my own idylica is not in vain
All loved ones could not be kept in a circle
Before going to bed, they scared me to be scared
And they always wanted to listen to the advice of the elders

I grew up not at all like everyone around once wanted
You were for me light and advice, but then you turned into kuratars
I grew up not at all like everyone around once wanted
You were for me light and advice, but then you turned into kuratars

Then the first cigarette and my nerves cigare
How I will hear this phrase, well, what to me
Inside the atmosphere burns and in a second probably
In addition to voice, knees tremble
And then a new influx Pasha fu pasha damage
But then the top-top house in a scarf under the chaf
A little so staggers go - I'm changing the lines
And by the way, I was in vain, I was not sunk
And then first love but now I don't remember
After all, lust and porn shone in my head then
Timidity, indecision, mobile, SMS.
And with his own tips, every moron was
Thanks for the advice of mom dad Koresh
I never listened to them, I solved all the problems myself
But you’ll sit down, you’ll pull off the injury from dust
It's hard to admit, but you were all right
Part 2
Hey bro you are so sour what is so pale
Gave advice to you to reptish you, but for you it turned out to be harmful
And I will give you advice - don't interrupt me
You should be interrupted in the infirmary there your bones
Safety you are not allowed to be broken
For against your panche my Brother-Etolon
Call my whole brigade I will be in Tim alone
Even so is your ceiling Lavra Timati
You should have a teenager, but your rem and so at the peak
You really need to be shut me off your shit
Don't even get sick that you are cool and technical
You would have gone with Dzhigurda Fither at the time
I don't know you right to zero or blond?
But only in Battle Soplezhuev will you be number one
Another harmful advice from the screw and from the troll
You don't load your repentine on the network, you better delete it
Your Republic in the compartment is just an emitation of a story
Against the background of you, even Monk in the Repe, the red belt weighs
Your fruits are sad but do not cry here not a resort
I will be an executioner and a prosecutor for you
Yaws appreciate and appreciate the panacea
Even for a grandmother with a chain, you will not be full -fledged
I advise you to beat advice from summer
On the fact that I put on paper and weaved for a bit
The first place is so evident so sweetly
But your song is a fear even for Miloman
There will be no second chance here to fly and that's it
And in vain in your megapes you howled

I wouldn’t have rhymes in my head, I would have played on my veins
But they will be on the underground network alive

I am casting on the bits as in the rows of a spell
We have been in the ears of harmful advice in your ears
Hoping to beat but the suit is not like that
And I came here to attack Mike
Keep my advice always
But if the screw advises, then do it differently
While I was going forward at the course, I played the whole con
You somehow quickly plunged into these faces with a means
I selected everything from past opponents
Remember harmful advice will not bring to good
As long as your mind is full of harmful tips
So you will be torn with this battle at once

I will cross the bit and scum and plankton
Lor awaits you and then a proctologist
You have one punch but he also burned by
And I would advise you to wear a mine in the ass