Big J - Lost Hope - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You are angry

and heat on the skin.

Outcast, passerby.

not stand from the foot

Methadone method

weeks

Isn't that

Blizzards

Fly

Well, what pleased?

Our paths now are parabola!

It's time for us to have time

My own hole was, thanks to my mother.

After my mother was leaving, I counted for the week.

And every month, more and more accounts flew into the house.

He did not give money for 3 years.

I had time to think.

Braws passed

For three years

But the dad was before the pussy

And in the literal and figurative sense.

Life of novelty

Didn't I read those

They flew for the house

And he took all kinds of bitches home for caressing at night

I heard everything through the wall could not fall asleep and only dreamed that there would be a day when I would be in the executioner mask

On my nerves, I changed weight.

All because they have long been a long time ago

Everything around is probably infuriating me.

blade

It is more useful

Only he

well mom, look just deprived of you mind