Егор Nats - Это финал
текст песни

The rules of the game are simple
who loves he is left right away from the battle
There are two of us here, only me and you
In this game you will definitely become a hero

Leaves will be twisted in a white dance,
And this point will become a blot
In a moment we broke all that we built for so long
The strings of our feelings burst, the end of history

The smiles ended, everything became sad
Our love began to deteriorate, it became not tasty
Your phone is already tired of my messages "Where are you?"
In the end, I will ask for forgiveness

I still want to return you, really, listen!
All my songs about you, all my songs - clouds
Gray walls replaced friends and acquaintances
Music asks me to fall in an artificial one

I would like to return it back and excuse myself
scream less, and just call you more
Remove minor chords in our way
Stop, forget.

Fly, fly, you are my autumn and no longer need those tears
Forget, I'm sorry, this love was not seriously at all

My white wings became gray
and you laugh and hide your eyes
Watch how I scratched these veins
And he taught himself to endure, until the end

yes shut up you now, I ask you to be quieter
while I breathe you and you don't breathe me
You forgot how to love, I forgot how to hear
It hurts yes? Forgive me my baby

The phone is disconnected, you disconnected on purpose
You say that the battery sat down you are tired
I asked me to understand you in response "leave alone" only
I wanted there were no secrets from each other

Our love is no longer ours
we just wanted to be older and inhale smoke
We b breed this porridge ourselves, it will not be further
After all, nothing will happen again twice
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Hello all Neanderthal
Sounded in the verses my crooked two fingers
my replies like an egg.
this finale I will tear and throw everything

I gathered for a long time with strength to start
but my lines under the freris are dried to sorrow
I spent all rhymes on this battle on this battle
All panchi, all bifs and nothing remained like just to leave peacefully

WHE, said the inner voice from the belly
You can see not know who has ace in the sleeve
Suddenly it hit my head then still
Then shouting: "The pimple devil you forgot because I dragged here who

You dropped your hands early, here you have a notebook and a pen
wounds - rhymes, old style, I give time a bunch
And rhymes ran into the mouth themselves, and so
I wrote and wrote and look at which Schlak came out

Paired with me Max Basabi horseradish with a mustache
And to win, I am armed with a blade of steel
And without the assault, the demon on the end you put
I release my hip hop floating through my teeth

I was even a microbe on the battle
And while you sucked milk, I got micro micro
and so on I take this battles confidently
Bud would be his girlfriend by the waist

Your rhymes max Bud Boxer strikes
And my rhymes on Max. and knives gaining wounds
I squeeze the gase pedal to the finals
I dissolve completely in the musical orgasm

I take out my staff from my pocket, Max takes out a katana
And after his blows, I'm to the bottom of the kan
a knife crossbow tricks tricks will not help me
And so I throw shit at him with a cake from the Urals

We finally finished
I'm so tired, very - very and
At the end there will be a point
At the end there will be a point