время не то рыночные отношения текст
пускай время не то и мы уже не те
с годами только крепнет иммунитет
к тому, против чего направлен мой протест
я буду чёрным пятном в вашей пестроте
буду срывать с петель, жечь фитиль
и пусть взорвётся то от чего воротит
пока мой стих в наушниках не стих,
пусть эта музыка наладит вас на позитив
что я уловил, воспоминания процедив
моих рифм неоднократный рецидив
цитируя то, что за годы набежало
пусть это шалость, но мною от души вещалось
душа по швам трещала, земля вращалась,
сначала время шло, потом побежало
безжалостно и бесповоротно
у одних дети уже, у других кетамин в сковородке
even if the time is not right and we are not the same
immunity only gets stronger over the years
to what my protest is against
I will be a black spot in your variegation
I will rip off the hinges, burn the wick
and let it explode
until my verse on the headphones verse,
let this music adjust you to the positive
what I caught, straining memories
my rhymes repeated relapse
quoting what has come over the years
let it be a prank, but I was broadcasting from the bottom of my heart
the soul cracked at the seams, the earth revolved,
first time passed, then it ran
ruthlessly and irrevocably
some have children already, others have ketamine in the pan
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
at least apartments are at least a brothel
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hang over the bustle
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
just don’t change micro and monitors
we stay on the way, the ankodors fell
and our lines are deeper than the subway
uncle was removed from the screen, he is in great pain
the coin fell wrong, and the clip lines
the kid forgot to give the term, the maza was gone
life is difficult, small temptations
oiled past the gate, a pack of attendants in his pocket
Russia is not in the final, Arshavin threw off all laurels
the globe is completely gone, there are crumbs left
guys became like chicks, and chicks are somewhere at the sink
lines of love, intonation of sounds and unrest
lie is a favorite principle of people and currency
everything is mixed up in a bunch of shit and it’s complete nonsense
we all got bogged down there and forgot where there is white
did not dye my hair, did not wear a bandana camouflage
I will give my loved ones everything to zero
this is Moscow Russia everything around is extremely pressing
I don’t want to go down in history as Kaina Avil
here everyone knows what awaits us
our citizens are being hounded, in the Hermitage Hall
and no help from above, no help from the side
so many people often moan to God
here who managed to eat
such a time who has success and sat down
here everyone is given a dog’s life to see
friendship today does not mean forever
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
at least apartments are at least
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hang over the bustle
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
just don’t change micro and monitors
we stay on the way, the ankodors fell
and our lines are deeper than the subway
пускай время не то и мы уже не те
с годами только крепнет иммунитет
к тому, против чего направлен мой протест
я буду чёрным пятном в вашей пестроте
буду срывать с петель, жечь фитиль
и пусть взорвётся то от чего воротит
пока мой стих в наушниках не стих,
пусть эта музыка наладит вас на позитив
что я уловил, воспоминания процедив
моих рифм неоднократный рецидив
цитируя то, что за годы набежало
пусть это шалость, но мною от души вещалось
душа по швам трещала, земля вращалась,
сначала время шло, потом побежало
безжалостно и бесповоротно
у одних дети уже, у других кетамин в сковородке
let the time not that we are no longer
Over the years, the immunity over the years
To which my protest is directed against
I will be a black spot in your motley
I will tear with loops, burn wick
And let him explode from what turns
While my verse in the headphones is not verse,
Let this music wait for you to positive
What I caught, remembered
my rhymes repeated recurrence
quoting what over the years crowned
Let it be a prank, but I reached me from the soul
Soul on the seam crackled, the earth rotated,
first time went, then ran
Ruthless and irrevocably
Some children are already, in other ketamine in a frying pan
let the time not that we are no longer
I remember everyone who flew in Kurage
It was a buzz in Moscow
Skip tracks, shouting becks
with me jackkey, mega rhyme generator
glue strings on streams carefully
and to whom in the joke, offhis, sweaty forehead
On Saturday in the club he is the most fashionable sucker
We are not from those, we hear, we are from the rapid
We are from the Area and between us with you
And here not only MSK, this is for the whole of Russia
boys, this life with a worthlessness of Osilim
All people are equal, everyone has their own mission
And only in Kaifa, Vasya, do not miss himself
We had to catch or feel
break at the factory, but we do not surrender
We like rebels, it’s all the streets
my great homeland and your
Good, sleep, times no longer
in yourself in my head, dispersion
Let much not so and the time is not
Although the apartments at least
Do not renounce us from faith saint
Let this minus hang over the fuss
Let much not so and the time is not
Only not changing micro and monitors
We stay on the way, came out ankodora
and our lines deeper than the subway
Disclosed Uncle from the screen, it hurts him
The coin fell not so, and the lines of the clip
Patzan forgot to give a time, Maza disappeared
Life difficult alignment, small temptations
I smeared past the gate, a bundle of grandmothers in your pocket
Russia is not in the final, Arshavin threw off all the laurels
The globe was gone completely, the crumbs remained
guys as became like chicks, and chicks somewhere on the car wash
Lines of love, intonation of sounds and troubles
False favorite principle of Ludz and Currency
Everything was mixed in a bunch of shit and full there.
mired we are everything and forgot where there is a white color
hair did not paint, did not wear camouflage
I am my favorite if I give everything to zero
this is Moscow Russia all around extremely pressed
I do not want to enter the story as Cayna Avil
Here everyone knows what awaits us
our citizens are etched, in the Hermitage
and there is no help from above, there is no help with side
So many many people often keep god
Here who managed he and Siel
this time is someone successful
Here everyone is given dog life to see
today friendship, it does not mean forever
Let much not so and the time is not
Although the apartments at least
Do not renounce us from faith saint
Let this minus hang over the fuss
Let much not so and the time is not
Only not changing micro and monitors
We stay on the way, came out ankodora
and our lines deeper than the subway
| пускай время не то и мы уже не те с годами только крепнет иммунитет к тому, против чего направлен мой протест я буду чёрным пятном в вашей пестроте буду срывать с петель, жечь фитиль и пусть взорвётся то от чего воротит пока мой стих в наушниках не стих, пусть эта музыка наладит вас на позитив что я уловил, воспоминания процедив моих рифм неоднократный рецидив цитируя то, что за годы набежало пусть это шалость, но мною от души вещалось душа по швам трещала, земля вращалась, сначала время шло, потом побежало безжалостно и бесповоротно у одних дети уже, у других кетамин в сковородке |
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even if the time is not right and we are not the same
immunity only gets stronger over the years
to what my protest is against
I will be a black spot in your variegation
I will rip off the hinges, burn the wick
and let it explode
until my verse in the headphones verse,
let this music adjust you to the positive
what I caught, straining memories
my rhymes repeated relapse
quoting what has come over the years
even if it is a prank, but from my heart it was broadcast
the soul cracked at the seams, the earth revolved,
first time passed, then it ran
ruthlessly and irrevocably
some have children already, others have ketamine in the pan
even if the time is not right and we are not the same
I remember everyone who flew with me in the swirl
it was fun to hang out in Moscow
jot down tracks, shouting out becks
with me Jackie, mega rhyme generator
glue lines to streams neatly
and who is in the joke, office, sweaty forehead
on Saturday at the club he is the most fashionable sucker
we are not one of those, hey, we are from the entrance
we are from the area and there is an abyss between us
and here not only MSC, this is for the whole of Russia
boys, we will master this life with dignity
all people are equal, everyone has their own mission
and only in a high, Vasya, don’t screw yourself up
we had to get lost or lost
break down at the factory, but we won’t give up
we are like rebels, this is to all the streets
my great homeland, and your
good, sleep, times are not the same
in your head, sort out the gimp
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
at least apartments are at least a brothel
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hang over the bustle
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
just don’t change micro and monitors
we stay on the way, the ankodors fell
and our lines are deeper than the subway
uncle was removed from the screen, he is in great pain
the coin fell wrong, and the clip lines
the kid forgot to give the term, the maza was gone
life is difficult, small temptations
oiled past the gate, a pack of attendants in his pocket
Russia is not in the final, Arshavin threw off all laurels
the globe is completely gone, there are crumbs left
guys became like chicks, and chicks are somewhere at the sink
lines of love, intonation of sounds and unrest
lie is a favorite principle of people and currency
everything mixed up in a bunch of shit and there is complete nonsense
we all got bogged down there and forgot where there is white
did not dye my hair, did not wear a bandana camouflage
I will give my loved ones everything to zero
this is Moscow Russia everything around is extremely pressing
I don’t want to go down in history as Kaina Avil
here everyone knows what awaits us
our citizens are being hounded, in the Hermitage Hall
and no help from above, no help from the side
so many people often moan to God
here who managed to eat
such a time who has success and sat down
here everyone is given a dog’s life to see
friendship today does not mean forever
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
at least apartments are at least a brothel
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hang over the bustle
even if a lot is wrong and the time is not right
just don’t change micro and monitors
we stay on the way, the ankodors fell
and our lines are deeper than the subway
Кто круче?
пускай время не то и мы уже не те
с годами только крепнет иммунитет
к тому, против чего направлен мой протест
я буду чёрным пятном в вашей пестроте
буду срывать с петель, жечь фитиль
и пусть взорвётся то от чего воротит
пока мой стих в наушниках не стих,
пусть эта музыка наладит вас на позитив
что я уловил, воспоминания процедив
моих рифм неоднократный рецидив
цитируя то, что за годы набежало
пусть это шалость, но мною от души вещалось
душа по швам трещала, земля вращалась,
сначала время шло, потом побежало
безжалостно и бесповоротно
у одних дети уже, у других кетамин в сковородке
let the time be wrong and we are no longer the same
I remember everyone who flew with me in courage
it was high to hang out in Moscow
record tracks shouting beks
with me jackie mega rhyme generator
glue strings to threads neatly
and to whom in a joke, office, sweaty forehead
on Saturday in the club he is the most fashionable sucker
we are not from those hear we are from the porch
we are from the region and the abyss between us
and here not only MSCs, this is for all of Russia
boys, we’ll master this life with dignity
all people are equal, everyone has their own mission
and only in high, Vasya, do not pass yourself
we had to hang out or swell
break down at the factory but we can’t give up
we are like rebels, it’s all the streets
of my great homeland and yours
good, sleep, times are not the same
in your head, disassemble the gimp
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
at least apartments
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hover over the bustle
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
just do not change micro and monitors
we stay in the way, anchor fell out
and our lines are deeper than the metro
displaced uncle from the screen, it hurts him
the coin fell wrong, and the clips
the kid forgot to give the deadline, maza disappeared
life is difficult, small temptations
smeared past the gate, a pack of dibs in your pocket
Russia is not in the final, Arshavin took off all laurels
the globe disappeared completely, there were crumbs
guys how steel like heifers, and heifers somewhere on the sink
lines of love, intonation of sounds and unrest
lies favorite principle of people and currency
everything mixed in a bunch of shit and complete nonsense there
we all mired there and forgot where there is white color
I didn’t dye my hair, I didn’t wear a camouflage bandana
I will give my beloved if I give everything to zero
this is Moscow Russia everything is extremely crushing
I do not want to go down in history as Kaina Avil
here everyone knows what awaits us
our citizens are poisoned in the Hermitage Hall
and there is no help from above, there is no help from the side
so many people often moaning to god
here who managed to eat
such a time, whose success he sat down
here everyone is given a dog’s life to see
friendship today, it does not mean forever
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
at least apartments
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hover over the bustle
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
just do not change micro and monitors
we stay in the way, anchor fell out
and our lines are deeper than the metro
пускай время не то и мы уже не те
с годами только крепнет иммунитет
к тому, против чего направлен мой протест
я буду чёрным пятном в вашей пестроте
буду срывать с петель, жечь фитиль
и пусть взорвётся то от чего воротит
пока мой стих в наушниках не стих,
пусть эта музыка наладит вас на позитив
что я уловил, воспоминания процедив
моих рифм неоднократный рецидив
цитируя то, что за годы набежало
пусть это шалость, но мною от души вещалось
душа по швам трещала, земля вращалась,
сначала время шло, потом побежало
безжалостно и бесповоротно
у одних дети уже, у других кетамин в сковородке
let the wrong time and we are no longer the same
I remember everyone who flew with me in courage
it was high to hang out in Moscow
record tracks shouting beks
with me jackie mega rhyme generator
glue strings to threads neatly
and to whom in a joke, office, sweaty forehead
on Saturday at the club he is the most fashionable sucker
we are not from those hear we are from the porch
we are from the region and the abyss between us
and here not only MSCs, this is for all of Russia
boys, we’ll master this life with dignity
all people are equal, everyone has their own mission
and only in high, Vasya, do not pass yourself
we had to hang out or swell
break down at the factory but we can’t give up
we are like rebels, it’s all the streets
of my great homeland and yours
good, sleep, times are not the same
in your head, disassemble the gimp
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
at least apartments
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hover over the bustle
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
just do not change micro and monitors
we stay in the way, anchor fell out
and our lines are deeper than the metro
displaced uncle from the screen, it hurts him
the coin fell wrong, and the clip lines
the kid forgot to give the deadline, maza disappeared
life is difficult, small temptations
smeared past the gate, a pack of dibs in your pocket
Russia is not in the final, Arshavin took off all laurels
the globe is gone completely, there are crumbs left
guys like steel like heifers, and heifers somewhere on the sink
lines of love, intonation of sounds and unrest
lies favorite principle of people and currency
everything mixed in a bunch of shit and complete nonsense there
we all mired there and forgot where there is white color
I didn’t dye my hair, I did not wear a camouflage bandana
I will give my beloved if I give everything to zero
this is Moscow Russia everything is extremely crushing
I do not want to go down in history as Kaina Avil
here everyone knows what awaits us
our citizens are poisoned in the Hermitage Hall
and there is no help from above, there is no help from the side
so many people often moaning to god
here who managed to eat
such a time, whose success he sat down
here everyone is given the dog’s life to see
friendship today, it does not mean forever
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
at least apartments
do not deny us the holy faith
let this minus hover over the bustle
let a lot go wrong and time go wrong
just do not change micro and monitors
we stay in the way, anchor fell out
and our lines are deeper than the metro