Текст песни 4ерноВиk aka Gudi NY MC - Лицом к лицу

How hard is it to say that what is not seen in my life
It is difficult to understand yourself as confused thoughts
It's hard to find peace in the eyes of foreign passers
whose views will run jogging creeps
It is very difficult to talk about their fears of the people
But even more difficult for sins, fearing that once again condemned
And in fact the world has become a phobia forecast
Become another under pressure. So you want to be the trump card
But again, under anesthesia, and the corners scattered fragments
Mon Ami is the mono world
where could that moment to protect themselves from the rest
reproaches, blows, popliteus
This life is like a maze under the skin veins
my hollow or incomplete icons
under codes pontamim. lines
Trains pass me the quickest route

To be confused with the world breaks for a smoke
Pre-wired by the shore
Saving truth, I believe that when
Fate will bring in a gift Zagadai
We outcome brother put on a map
Hidden when that someone, like, be careful
We pay for platinum ... Like telepathy
This, to fuck, his world, but then he rolls ...

As a result of the city sank into ashes
Blind we are, but the problem in general is not the case
Captain obvious soaked you in the root
And his muzzle you can not see far
How many more will so that we will no
I was flying in the clouds like a pelican
Or something like this, was sokromah truth, man
And always give a look at my true face, braaaat ...