ИN, Killa.Vat - Грязные танцы
текст песни

Don't mix up the pedals, tune up the distant one
Throw away the regulations, absorb the secrets

A nail in the head - and the hammer will knock
A beat on a loop - we stayed here not to be silent
Mary on fire - there is a seal on the sheet
Words from outside - a verse will fill a notebook

And how cool
That a couple of steps in the area from a knife to a saxophone

From the beating of the heart to the beat with which you can warm up
Coming from childhood and everywhere

Is a cure for all diseases
There were a thousand versions, it is even healthier than sour cream
Here the authors of the text bury the verses on the walls of the entrance
With the yard maestro, who is truthful, pure and not sober

They are together, free of charge
Replenishes the abyss of everyday life, with a local rhythm
I am not the only one who is pleased with such colors
Even beat, dirty bass, style Ural

Here are pure princesses, not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dances born
Not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dances born

A nail in the head - and the hammer will knock
A beat on a loop - we are not left here to remain silent
Mary on fire - there is a seal on the sheet
Words from outside - a verse will fill a notebook

Babina is spinning, the tape recorder is removing the sound from the tape
Guys from the street, it is not a secret where they get shit
After all, there and here, through the basement walls
Penetrates outside, reaching a full hall

Mike in hand, I'll turn on the beat in the speakers
One more minute, I'll take a breath of air
In order to start anew, the one that will complete the loop
Let all the inhabitants swing in the concrete forest

Along the corridors, at first an unnoticeable shadow
Then will stand on repeats, having come into view
A sprout planted in the ground long ago
I reap the fruits, summing up

A nail in the head - and the hammer will knock
Beat on the noose - we stayed here not to be silent
Mary on fire - there is a seal on the sheet
Words from outside - a verse will fill the notebook

A nail in the head - and the hammer will knock
Beat on the noose - we stayed here not to be silent
Mary on fire - there is a seal on the sheet
Words from outside - a verse will fill the notebook

Smooth beat, dirty bass, Ural style
Here are pure princesses, not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dances born
Not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dances born

Here are pure princesses, not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dances born
Not simple assholes
Only in such a combination are dirty dancing born