Текст песни 23 - хруст грани

I remove the noise, to renounce the jungle,
not to see this is not funny boring shooter.
we came up with to put on the walls of the blots,
we came to fight dancing,
paint on the wall of our face
and decorate it, after all it is necessary to survive.
You know, do not whisper and speak.
colorful svega hundred little brighter than savages.
double free-one. to battle! napalm onto the floor!
rays are no longer borne by the board of Panama
trained view of the century,
alluding to the fact that you need to understand.
attitude in our minds never identified as nonsense.
close your eyes, to fly higher
below is only a shadow echoing and sborishe people.
you must understand that this harmony ....
 
music not say stop.
my sky castle is a real hip-hop.
you go out in the rain under an umbrella.
I told you I will make a rhythm, which is created at the bottom

Crossroads istegany haapa characters.
though only on the walls, though in other worlds.
I was looking at the moon and under the sun your style,
throwing words idols into his sheets,
But the mystic creates chuedsa, istikala
desire. Truth morila thoughts unisan,
I Sadilov them something, then let ...

verge baked, grains per sample.
Nikita warmed bowls, as if the chef.