Двое в вагоне - Общага под подошвой
текст песни

Water from the tap does not flow, under the rug cricket,
In the toilet, a secretary lies in a package behind a tank.
How much more to wait? The floor is not protected in any way.
Until the morning there is a countdown, blue saucers above the cheeks.

Maybe they subfortit, a neighbor in the room will feed.
For the commandant, the favorite, the one who looks after the discipline.
Society is multiple - we are all a family here.
The watchman will come late, only the tired gaze will utter.

Semihymil steps and stable plans
This flock survives, we must be strong!
I would write paintings, but to college along the way,
I notice a nervous tick - at midnight, an irresistible face.

Gather the court, but we are children, they do not judge us.
The efforts are putting, we knocked into people.
Not Tryndi, to see the srach in the room disgusting,
This is a hostel, students have no way back.

All my rap, in short, about the fact that
What a year my hostel is under the sole!
You can write out the abstracts if it became sick,
I'm not like a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
The hostel under the sole, the hostel under the sole!
How many days the beautiful days have passed here, you remember!
For me for a long time, a clock is sobbing for a long time,
You are with your parents at home - here the hostel is under the sole!

In dreams they caught cranes among asphalt alleys,
Past the domes of churches, from the Adamantry of the doors.
I see the earth from the Murshrutka, I see the sky above it
We will overcome everything, if only as soon as possible.

Our college is drowning loners like puppies,
The course, hold on to the family - then, perhaps, will spare.
The step was listed, in the canteen changed for food,
I so wanted to belong to something more than me.

The hall is empty, at least with every second, you recognize
I am not a biorobot, I will not allow me to put on the paws of the ring.
Hey, stop the carousel, spent a parallel in life,
For all studies - an end in itself.

Get rich - everyone doesn’t give a shit, a pedestal as a standard,
On a cube carnival, I handed over the wings - tag on! Gossip
In the mouth - he was fed up
In the morning to the start, I knew it myself!

You know, all my rap, in short, about the fact that
What a year my hostel is under the sole!
You can write out the abstracts if it became sick,
I'm not like a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
The hostel under the sole, the hostel under the sole!
How many days the beautiful days have passed here, you remember!
For me for a long time, a clock is sobbing for a long time,
You are with your parents at home - here the hostel is under the sole!

Everyone will come after the tapes, we must still break into the shower; There is a route
And under your boot, hard soil, friends on the corner.
Their tasks, actions.
Wine, cigar, folk gitar - an rush of madness.

The rise again dawn, the face is sleepy again,
Again couples, curses, bag behind the back.
Again, everything is hastily, in the rain with a runny nose,
Without admission, I need to be in transport.

I move slowly under a muffled light.
The virgins were late, plaster with a marathot.
Vinaigrette and ringing of coins, in the buffet on the table,
I don’t care about everyone, I go along the corridor, barely warmed.

I am a student? Give a warm blanket and a hood,
I wrote the exam, and that’s all, the mark is “good”.
They used to say: "I would not work with him,
I wouldn’t go to the mountains with you, you wouldn’t go a check. ”

Homie, know my rap, in short, about what
What a year my hostel is under the sole!
You can write out the abstracts if it became sick,
I'm not like a bully, but the whole hostel is under the sole!
The hostel under the sole, the hostel under the sole!
How many days the beautiful days have passed here, you remember!
For me for a long time, a clock is sobbing for a long time,
You are with your parents at home - here the hostel is under the sole!
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Original:
Oxxxymiron - city under the sole