Словетский и Каспийский Груз - Туловище голова - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

[Slovetian]

Vasya, meet the charged. The constant is here, the Caspian cargo is here. From Delaware to Hudson, then to the Moscow River, to the Caspian and back to Delaware. Do you understand? On kayaks, on boats, and, on armadillos. No, on these, like his ... aircraft carriers, understand? Here the aircraft carriers gurgle purely. Bulk. Steel, ah! The ice floes is purely broken, pushed. Ayou, from the constant here, once again. Do you understand? Caspian, what is heard there?

[Weight]

Do you want in the upper right corner Life bonus

And live it on Ultra Lite?

While your Body lives here

Would not die at the hands of evil guys

And there is no grief, you see, only in the edge of the magnolia

And it would be better for you not to argue with the ax

And if your principle, substitute the second

I know for sure, there will be a barrel in this cheek and blow

By the total amount you were nobody

Your outcome - sitting on the couch in tetanus

And as my Kent said:

"Unnecessary movements are turned into a mannequin"

Hello Nah, is this Alena?

Often called Buhoy on the phone

In a word for you in life, everything was exactly

Funny, also evenly and lay down, and

Why are you fucking me, Kenny McCormik?

Here you will not be normal, comedian

Show the roof with your palms and in the whole throat

You should not yell like: "Do not shoot, I'm in the house!"

[Slovetian]

Constant here. Constant. Caspian here. Caspian cargo.

Well, comrades, it's time to return you to the vagina

Purely the barrel fed to carry out to the clitoris

Such a layout was not offered to the campaign yet

You really haven't seen the battles

And beg you to take care of you

You, if anything, spit berets from Italy

Bicho, you, I look, decided to score points,

But you're not a sediment here

In the darkness with a candle, you won't go here

How does it smell like meat, are you smelling? You will also smell

The ice will cool the mechanisms

Beware of those who love the firearm to crush more than the chest

Your house is purely series of guns

Or in a handle with cute pitchfork

With the initiative of Pachino. What remains, the rooks will be done,

But you don't jerk fate

They will not be thrown out of garbage, because we bake Easter cakes out of you

Not only the keys beat here

Not newcomers, rather bulk

Fuflo does not roll here, they will seal a matte in a chest

At the bottom of the Moskva River you lie on the blat

Drive a beaver there salam from brother

I put a skirt and left elegant

Five -in sin away from sin

The body is a head, a head-head

Catch into the house of crackers from the barrel yet

The body is a head, a head-head

Catch into the house of crackers from the barrel yet