Текст песни Oxximiron - Давай вернемся в наш дом

I like a parody of the melting April
So you stumbled on me from the first words
The left chest painted door
Nerisovannye blow knocked with shackles
And you all perfectly kidnapped
The robbery of the soul, throw everything in the package
Now I go, all stolen lie
All stolen silent, you are no more!

And if you hear me, let's go back to our home, back to our house-the house-building
Or, again, shut up - a control shot in the face, like a shot in my face
And as always in my verses someone dies, someone will kill again
And it's so easy ...

Oxxxymiron:

Hello from the bottom, you're somewhere where light and elektrofank
Laughter, left electorate, dinner in evening dress, social events
There's me, there is acceptance of empties, poisons package
Caustic as salad in the morning, there is no contact and nedotrah
One hundred years ago, in the summer so we wanted the whole world to ashes
Fuck burn the entire planet, becoming ashes, ashes and wind
How do I buy a ticket to see you back without prepayment
Double glazing does not warm, and pulled away the ladder faded screen
Detector rights - often lie to myself, I probably scatterbrain
In the case of fail are those who, without purpose and vector stele couplets over the octaves
I'm sure glad those who us it is predicted
But I believe indisputable that there are no barriers in their cues not delved
Now wander restlessly in the wilds of the continent
The lot fell upon us where the river winds through the darkness
Rap - a feces everywhere hyperbole yes synecdoche
If not them, that you are not enough - a concrete fact
I mirror says: "Bottoms up, bottoms up
Your life is still full of days, around the summer din, instead of Guernica
You did it, probably became reactionary technocrat
What are you the same as it should be, a kindergarten and it's time to grow up
Sin is trying to catch up with the shadow, light-headedness as Herbalife booklets
There is not exemplary couples time to make a career plan .. "
I nod in response: "Respect for the tip, bro
If so, kill me, Derek Negro curb ... "

And if you hear me, let's go back to our home, back to our house-the house-building
Or, again, shut up - a control shot in the face, like a shot in my face
And as always in my verses someone dies, someone will kill again
And it's so easy ...

dom No!:

I think I put the rap on the issues
Fill in the blank Bosko
That life is not an escape for the brand
I fell from my apartment - I have not!
Plus liter of cognac again substitute my dinner
But where are you? What is taught dance at Christmas
And our always hungry table and melt your wardrobe
Ran all the work, you're fucked for wear
I've seen it all, but we need to pay for the house was
So I put up the realities of the world
We stole clothes and you're fucking beautiful
My crime!
Cut in your camera, quickly!
Two characters from the film, we will keep silent - applauded. Fuck ..

And if you hear me, let's go back to our home, back to our house-the house-building
Or, again, shut up - a control shot in the face, like a shot in my face

I could build a great career
Podebat entire system and throw your ass in Cayenne
At two hundred miles per hour. In the hands of Jack Daniels
I am ready right now to your Premium vebatsya
Helm on a counter to see you
Bitch translates smile with frontal window
Well, not yet. The foot pedal is crushed
Such is the audacious our last kiss
It's a pity...

And if you hear me, let's go back to our home, back to our house-the house-building
Or, again, shut up - a control shot in the face, like a shot in my face
And as always in my verses someone dies, someone will kill again
And it's so easy ...

And we could stay alive
But it's boring to be here alive
And if you want war again
You hint - we all repeat
And if not, then laugh in the face
We still go back to our house
House-home-home ...