YUNOSTЬ feat. REOR - Скурить остатки
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Smoke the leftovers, we can't get enough smoke
To move in abundance
Music is not a startup, it's more about bets
Check the time at the microphone, what kind of grip are you
Quarterly reports, why are you so wimpy?
Time hasn't changed, grandmothers have changed us
Raw pasta, there was no stew in the jar
They carried rags, they already looked like rags
Hunger hardened, the voice of the streets understood us
I struggle with addiction, I often explode at loved ones
There's whiskey on the table, I'm drunk, I can't see faces
A pack of Kent Crystal is in my pocket
My soul rocks too when she writes that I’m not her boyfriend
She doesn’t care when the kent is in a bottle, something melts
They got really screwed, yes
That now we're burning
Don't get lost in morality
I remember what we dreamed about
As a child, sneakers got dirty
Someone from above is punishing us
Among the swamps and cracks
Give it a fuck in the brains
You yourself loved to carry the weight
Or just ask you
There is no assistant, wake up
And most importantly, don't drizzle
You thought that drugs could save you
Distance slumbers
Bitches get on their knees
The meaning remains under the fence
Let's go, race against time
I'm lost in numbers even without water
You sit and wait
For now, my brother and I will share something here
Smoke the leftovers, we can't get enough smoke
To move in abundance
Music is not a startup, it's more about bets
Check the time at the microphone, what kind of grip are you
Quarterly reports, why are you so wimpy?
Time hasn't changed, grandmothers have changed us
Raw pasta, there was no stew in the jar
They carried rags, they already looked like rags
Hunger hardened, the voice of the streets understood us