Текст песни мастак - ремесло

1

I do hip-hop such as is without unnecessary questions
It happens often without feedback that I gave up on long ago forgotten the number three free request
Sometimes threw a craft
And very often on the boat which clearly call life - hip-hop became my paddle

I wake up every day saying himself - had passed chuvache
Earlier this belief was small as a fly and now it's the elephant
I created it myself
A few years yet because I'm still in the texts of drowning, and now I must obey them

It's not just throw words to the Beatles here
This is as if to sit on the needle
and not to see the truth
stand by meaning but look at it from a distance

it does well?
It seems like all great holiday but severed decorations
Only bits at the head are not sitting there like a lord
Sometimes tired but it should be - do not touch anything!

2

And is not the first
In my head there Riders
And it's not you just spit in micro
As the bucket into which merges the world

In blood blood pressure reaches zero
When you look at the average income walked as if in hell
And at the plate as if a swarm of locusts he ran there
And the new year and tread upon the mordyatsi much in the eyes peel confetti

One hundred pounds here every Satan - before or after
And their eyes were cracked, if you look in the mirror and really recover
And shavaty this song
In the flow from the tap in the shit so hard not to drink mold

I do not fully vtonuv
I even tried myself and promised
So I try to clean and give real thing
Ready to go in blind tunnels and for this and not become someone