Текст песни Slink - Мой вес

My neighborhood, my entrance, my rules, my weight
they say about us addicts to get ebalo

Boshek house wonderful forest fucking shit straightened
they say about us freaks you better be silent
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No matter, this is sadness after marafeta
Chicken somewhere in his underpants at the cute lady Svaty

I remember I wore ёbyr whores candy colors
I solved a problem Yedike powder and you naked

My forever Forever in the century giant
shiner not escaped, fun quiet time has come

And a couple of tracks in the powder is not fucking crime
Therefore huyarim rap beasts till morning ay

but the party goes on I are mixed
I feel the effect of methamphetamine and butyrate

Pierre Richard, would not think of such a scenario
I can then be invented when three blew Hapki

And he built a marathon ten tracks fit
Then he waited for a courier, but alas, he did not come

Ingredient lost, confused Richard
He nuzzled into powder and finished off the last

And the soul sings, and the heart to ask out in terror in cold
ruin dreams and hopes to score for dinner
Waking up to 2 hours without thinking that you need
this little world at the depth or outside
you choose one way and become the best of the best
your spirit is probably not so easy to break Napas prushchego
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This plant covers rap matter
Bosko pressure limit, all of merikureniya
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With the sombrero on Bosko I handed the phone greenery
I'm a marathon mood autumn