Лигалайз и П13 - Зри в корень - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

ZRA in the root.

Do not confuse puddle with the sea, good with grief, people do not confuse with Sorrow.

Do not believe that what is said by the choir.

Do not be a draw.

Know what you need, you will find, only be worthy.

ZRA in the root. Do not confuse paradise with stead.

Do not stepping in a meat grinder.

Find your rescue boat in the ocean of fear.

In the brew doubt stay cool

Without losing aspirations, through takeoff and Padena, know the truth.

It is close, but requires risk.

By destroying anger and augment, stand up the step above, be cleaner.

The old men were right who are looking for, he always finds.

Through the corridors of the tests, adversity of carry, retaining the soul clean.

After becoming closer to God, finding your way, take everything, but modestly, little by little.

Do not go out, feel a measure, because Frarera thwarted greed, and not faith.

The fate of the bitch. Yes, and Her with her!

On this life segment an equal number of acquisitions and losses.

Be bold, playing your role, tear the masks with those who hurt you.

Give all the love to those who are you roads.

Build your future while you are still young, without hoping for good luck, because it is so staring. Today you are the king, and tomorrow is not subhardilo.

Your gelyatina is your dirty desires.

Cleaning consciousness, accept my knowledge.

Zries in the root, brother, and everything will be right ...

Watch towards without being lost in the range of pervolored colors

Not starting a book every day from new sheets.

And do not go on a false smell of change, scan as an x-ray in order to avoid problems.

Sir at the root! Be higher than a stupid herd.

Puff pastry, where the padale dwells on top.

Fate - punisher. Dream is a traitor.

People - War Rati, that you are pressed from behind.

For the sake of your dreams are ready to challenge

Put it in it, you flush shoes in your traces.

Trained to breathe affordable oxygen.

Year after year do not catch the weather changes.

Brought up for worship of freedom.

They talk about her, not inferior to fashion.

At the beginning, not focusing in the swamp.

Dream of wearing awards, although they go back.

The earth rotates back.

My poems are insensitive, those who eat greedily shit, but with chocolate crust.

Annually, well, well. I gave myself a vow not to judge around wrap, not trying to candies.

And how many years so many mistakes, how many mistakes are so much grief.

Standing at the threshold to hell, what am I standing?

And is there a place to me among the heroes, to leave with peace, leaving the trace in history.

I saw the country.

Messenger was considered strange, forgetting about their rams

I tried to teach my order - broke down.

In what they are on the neck, I only knee. So so far everything is fucking!

With me allies, we devote themselves to music.

Together, enemies exhibit husurers.

Do you have a recipe how to cook your life delicious?

I have my own, not everyone comes up.

I warn you, you do not serve my will, but if I lived once again, I would not change anything. For all errors answer, the sins of himself

I do not regret anything and only before the sky I repent.

How many times fall, rising so many times.

I know what I need, I do not eat the rest.

I say to the root, then I will pass through all the congestion of the corridors of fate

Only under the supervision of God.

Vera will help me and experienced experience.

All that prepared a meeting without ropot.

Store Socota residues of conscience and soul.

No matter how bad the world is bad, I should be better ...

At least a little better ...