Текст песни реп-шмеп-хуита - видал

couplet
The turmoil of everyday life, sueta.Po heels, here and there.
Where it would not have been, I suppose, broke, audiophiles.
I'm somewhere there is always one, and he
currently pulling nerves. To the limit. (One of the Ander-van'a)

I know that it's time has come, I know was the old Style.
Saying all is always the same, we are tired.
And the only sense that, a gray wolf is left to us.
run and hide in noram.Sunduk became a Pandora's box.

Raven little eagle in the sky are not Parkhaev,
as long as the snow has not yet melted. We grow up.
not nervy.A steel nerves of steel to the limit.
If I'm in cho, near mic & quot; co-defendant & quot;

chorus
AND WHAT TO temporarily lost time.
It would be verified doveriem.Ne I believe.
Believing veruya.Vremya will not prove and say.
Vanity Circle, life chaos, all this does not matter.