Текст песни Boulevard Depo - я росту на гидропоне

I smell delicious to grow hydroponic
I do not smell burning, I'm going to twist away kdyade boron
Uncle Borya borodady the Russian stealth grower
You are the kind of style of wine share of the underground
in times when your fathers were lost in the woods
Galway from migraine, gave the go timid root
a week as I grow in the hydroponic
and that's when I realized why I raised Klump
I smell delicious, you awake to the fire
a bore light, produces the heavens
who created me, I Celler in the balance
lowered eyes, the smoke from the windows comedian overview
It rubs fact that life is a game, forgotten like a bad dream
gourmet lush crowns, for grandmother, affairs, delёshka Most High over the masses
Where
we sit is not seen in rats, the rats are not visible and only a
Smell delightful, I grow on hydroponics