Текст песни Брол - Последний трэк первого альбома

All that there is a pen and paper
For my life so much inscribed with notebooks
Even a small class with 8 songs by Eminem realized I want to do
Tape gave way Vitek rewrite
So many years ago is no longer count
And before that the quasar old writes vote
Freestyle eel imitation stars
there was no computer or Internet
I never thought that will appreciate these couplets
Otradnaya somewhere invent track
Listen to people and express respect
This is not a battle I'm happy for those who are on Mount Olympus
But in my head empty born rotten thoughts
And I'm the last half a year every day
Especially at night when the city heard
Sort out a pile of rhyme in my head
In VINAP on your computer appreciate new bits
Thank kid that they helped
Live album live for the sake of what to write
And if not quickly squander listening tracks
Brawley not something he did not like before in the nut
He would solder or smoke
Not the point bro understand
Happy days are too rarely fall
What really is the freestyle but still trying
Trying not matter what
Words fit in a notebook and optical fiber
They will carry you to the speed of light
Let rare in verses talk about serious
But never too late will not help the tears
Weak people can not stand the pressure
Trafficked boys that are time-tested
falls each look at Fyodor
We all have one week in the sky seven days
But who is constantly getting stronger
A smoldering cigarette someone replacing life pills
And there is nothing terrible in the pipette is terrible when people live for the sake of