Yakon - На связи
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Yakutia is also in touch, no fucking way
Japanese liner without unnecessary dusty dirt
The boys on the stamp in black color
The smell of burning rubber, like ammunition
Kazakhstan, Alga, Tajikistan, ba pesh
To all ours - fiery brotherly salem
And here I’ll throw in a little healthy
I'll behead anyone with my rapak
Like a pirate, I carry a black headband
There is an injury in the sinus."What's missing?"- "Yes, I'm stuck"
We flew into the club, handed out a style to the boys
You can’t take the market away: there’s always a reason for that
My Yakut flow is unique in its own way
The crowd shakes its head, it means it shakes, like
My boys move according to the weather
I'm not talking about temperature, but you're not a fool
I raise the black flag for those who are not with us
Clouds are gathering to chase the clouds
My city is dark, yeah, I'm aware, brother
I've got a couple of my guys sitting ready
Riding, rolling, black on black
Here the crown wheels are shining, fuck you sit in it
You are a clown only if, like luggage, and then - in the woods
They'll find you buried in a month
What's going on here?We only have business here
Rolled up the glass in the bunker
I forgot about the symptoms, don’t treat me here
You will only teach your son
Hammer it a little more, there's not much smoke in the cabin
Fake people are around and there are many of them
Climb into our stroller, friend, just not from the threshold
Close your eyes to the fact that they are firing so disgustingly
Sit with me a little longer until they burn you out
Our dreams are silently crying in the rain
How can one not mock the leader's throne?
Give us a couple of magazines, we'll shoot here
Let's exhale the dust from our lungs, sit and think
My thoughts are like a boomerang, every time I forget, I go astray
When I pick it up, I gnaw at myself over and over again.
Like the last time, I'm not addicted
Screaming, screaming into the mirror for the hundredth time