Текст песни Энди Картрайт - Хард ту баф

Obeboshennaya quiet weeks pit stains home
Paragraphs fate,
Get out, viva minds
So that in the topic, someone with the guts not taken away the fog,
I'm your truth Mans farce diminished,
Pictures of life indelibly as "the hard buff"
Time drags my hip-hap in the teeth, zoo,
Flock in the sleeves zatusovala cards
We are not sawed vinyls Vanilla and mutili Volyn,
Ways possessed mysterious,
Les invisibles of the places where the limits of funds
And as a consequence of the booming freestyle entrance,
Andy K-to-to-Cartwright, my minimum,
Fans of "Eight Mile" vylinivali quietly fonili in mind,
Equivocate, fucking background,
And to your point, I come hungry lion

The ray of golden couple of puddles around the house,
Truth is not, as the Madonna of tramadol,
It's not expensive torn condom,
The shroud of my solo so weightless.