Текст песни Пра Килограмм - Этот город Яма

the city is fraught with a lot of garbage and filth
to tie rot and try vylazit
People are different here istribut shelter
they are not enough cabins, half overboard merge
here is not like in the garden, all very excited ruble
has long been in the curiosity was the word love
beckons exchange rate, huckster throw garbage
I do not want to lie, but do not take the season
we were in a hole, in the very depths
where at night I wake up and yell in sweat
on rotten flesh on the back of the crowd
we carry as it did not want to drown you will find
Patrol does not help if in trouble
when the batch is not the first cocks are sebut
Bukhari grievous waste unit
dick of the law on them, we break a bitch
Guys have a heel, but we had Skurov
then locked clockwork and moved to an apartment
guys are pigs, you try to throw them
pridyav will be greater than when you take
People cheap as prima lit crime at every step taken heed and try
here the truth without impurities if kolisish
Do not drive here better not hear

Chorus

this city is a pit, but we're looking right
our life drama, early treat wounds
dirt as the water from the tap, it's true
waste of money and money is poison shit