Текст песни Акзар Фуко, Reazon, Masta Kesh - Мои дворы

in panel high-rise buildings here , our people
each ubivaetsya as he wants - booze and Hashem
yard legends details obrostayut
someone living someone survives
you know this is not the Queens and the Bronx is not exactly
here absurd game istkost vestkost
then what we are living here - varimsya every day
area of my people and my ideas
then slow to fast time flies here
someone has found everything here is someone even the lost
poloho feathers , jeep by shooting a machine gun
in the yard , and this here was once
we are all soldiers in this invisible war
for a place under the sun or at least, for satiety warm
this is not the son of the ghetto , it's just Rosiya
itself solve Survive zdest or flight
but as long as hip-hop plays from the speakers at an entrance
it's a sign that I'm home , where I belong
all honestly , decide for yourself a friend or foe
this is my area of ​​Arkhangelsk Eight marriage .

we live in their gray boxes
We Burn , all without stopping the break
loud enough to hear all
but we invented the mouse , the start was quite at the finish line
here as usual byldlo , nabycheno
and local women are very frilly
all the words to learn how to abinery
at the edge of the pick up artist here is fashionable to be Shaved
then normally polls straps in pursuit
not for a new star for mobiles or weaving
for a beautiful place with a screwdriver
for extras for an array of gray blocks killed hundreds
Ride with it in its native RANS
and understand this is about you , Houma
that you're so familiar streets industrial zone
that you become a home

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