Текст песни Каста - Начальников корчат сами жопы лижут...

I do not interesting somehow became
Undermining no excitement there is little.
Previously, food had happened and someone cuts
I'll catch up and beat ebalo climb for it.
Shit ohuevshy here, I'll go okay.
Pruning it too and the window Sunu in the face.
And right now that's cuts, so I braked,
Che ever tell him the following
And then quietly food
Because tired, maybe laziness.
That's every day have something to do.
I have everything two cars, a wife, two small boy yes
Che is necessary?

Well, not that I'm right down the spirit,
Here I am in a rush in the administration of any filth showboat.
Throughout Pierce quartered punching,
Well, or not knocking. That's the buzz.
I glumlyus on these bastards, I see right through them.
Chiefs pretending - you lick the ass.
I zaebyvayu them on the phone, schemlyu in the offices, in the lobby.
That's me in jokes.

In-jokes.

Well it's not a hard trick.
Well, if you think about it philosophically.
So what if it all.
I told you before any Vasya I go prune ebashit.
Always I suggest a movement with enthusiasm:
Return here, lads, options.
For thirty two.
Not intersnyh not bodryakovo.
Here you are. Write songs? Well, in jokes.

In-jokes.