Текст песни АК 47 - Бросай писать..Не перестану писать

Throw write Minin knit
I do not refuse to smear ointment turnips
Brochu dance
Forget backflip
But I can not say stop writing
There was a time when I went to rags
I felt like a teenager being rigidly
In the pocket of a hole or no more than 50
Then my Tusa was set seriously
Sverdlovsk region town of Bereza
Winter, Urals, staircase severe frosts
We can not duck the cold binozy locomotives
Asking questions why we superfluous questions
Who at one mowing
Someone indirectly Crap
All under the phone read simply not aware of
Rap rap on the roof in the car
Then naotkryvali studio in the basement

In a red Artemovsk festival we booze
Klipat blanks
And then themselves cursed pirates
There is a small filling and we have enough
And that means that will be enough for you to insert a rap
Order with Stalin once said put
So my Style exception to the rule
I will be with you in joy and in moments of weakness
If not you understand just do not go away

Throw write Minin knit
I do not refuse to smear ointment turnips
Brochu dance
Forget backflip
But I can not say stop writing

I remember those golden years
Did you see the years when rap becomes fashionable
Start reading my Style will be incomparable
For my people and feel free
And at that time when I was obsessed with turnips
I'm listening .... and raises its rating
The wide trousers did not understand me at school
And all eyes were fired and calluses
Then he drove in wheelbarrows 6 set
And always has a stash that put down
We never soared continued to write
And the songs from an Internet continued to download
Time passed quickly, and now we Messrs
It is not the artists we minimeters
We make a beautiful crystal clear repchinu
Correct rap in any will stand

Throw write Minin knit
I do not refuse to smear ointment turnips
Brochu dance
Forget backflip
But I can not say stop writing