12.F.One.smoke ft. OLD'Kude - Подземные коты
текст песни

Bit presses on ears, colored puddles
Underground cats came time to go out
In the depths of the subway flying in a circle
Not paying attention to the winter blizzard

Dawn stronger to gas pedal
To leave behind the crowd of gray mass
to the music of Old Skula or Jazz
After all, everything makes it right there are chances

Everyone is brought by himself
When together we are like a swarm
Nigative, the coming winter
Let's notify your whole brain

dictate rhyme one after another
Like a janitor sweeping broom
don't write us with someone else
After all, there are no such, we are the batim under the sky

In the afternoon, we do not sleep every evening we value
these two, show or depicting
What we understand in this matter
above the houses like the wind fly

By x * Write to write in a monitor or sheet
these guys are not yours, but our lesson
flooded with foot pilon bull
And I went to write a new rhyme

Over your head rises some kind of crane
in front of him ferry smoke from the pipe or fog
throw a verse to listen to you
Yes. Here I am SMOK EF UAN