Джанки Джин - ТТ
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I remember times once, somewhere in 2005
Tuses, guys, huts, speeds, opiates
There were barters and blates, and the devices were played
There was a dope full crater, all breathed in the nose

Well, okay

We thought youth will forgive us everything
And the flask boiled, yes, until she whistles
This is suiside style, this is a survival game,
A game whose outcome is clear to everyone in advance

Do you understand?

Mom taught me to be kind,
Dad taught me the first to beat
The main thing is not to forget these lessons
And figure out where to apply


There will be Bans or Baha
Kalash and Tethe
Busting bustle
Until I drove away

There will be Bans or Baha
Kalash and Tethe
Let everyone take it
Who is walking to success

There will be Bans or Baha
Kalash and Tethe
Busting bustle
I haven't drove off yet

There will be Bans or Baha
Kalash and Tethe
Busting bustle
Until I drove away

By wires I will pass my manifesto,
Here under the sun, alas, everyone does not have enough places,
Who carries his cross goes to the end -
The worthy son of his father

By wires I will pass my manifesto,
Here under the sun, alas, everyone does not have enough places,
Who carries his cross goes to the end -
The worthy son of his father