Быдлоцикл - Добился - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

What have you achieved? I did not achieve NIMER - you are schmucan, your time ended yesterday you are not a star star, a guy, you are an ordinary ram, so they told me from morning to morning everyone put crosses on my fragile fate: mom, dad, haters from the fifth BE mmm believed that Rocknrol was Rocknrol - This is not a whim, I said - this is fate, they told me - don’t fuck, even if I were completely seriously scored for threats, that the pissed and poor, I freeze in the cold, I know it makes no sense at all in everyday life and prose, stubbornly, like a steam locomotive, my genius Have I carried my yabes firmly? The morons, the nearby bourgeois scored their heads with banal things for me, but they left her ugly and vegetables, my defeat was foreseen ... With snotty kids, they hurried in a car, with dreary fucking loans, I fucked such joy in my mouth, hello, with debts, mortgages, mortgages, mortgages, mortgages, mortgages. Work for laughing? I indulged in rock and vice daily, putting public opinion on an angry tirade of preoccupied parents on a flat -minded, you see, that I need to work as a driver “son, stop dragging an apartment from home, put up an apartment, put it up?, There is a bitch not a bitch” there ” Then they read notations, they tried to evict me, but their attempts were miserable only to amuse me while my peers, like the downs of the fucking, injected in the office and expected the best, cherished their dreams of their banal, delusional, I learned the most cunning chords! I came up with amazingly poplist melodies, added hoarse like Vysotsky Volodya and tried to participate on the Versus and in his voice, in one they said to make a jumper, in the other - they were checked. The show-dimensions were embarrassed by a difficult biography, in Moscow this blue mafia fucks in the ass and did not push the rolls-no rock’n’rola: two hamburgers, nuggets, two sauces and stake. The creators of the holes were laughed by me, they scratched their fashionable beards, I, frankly, stomped their blue opinion, patience and strength left, nevertheless, and now I have thirty and fifteen of which I have been banging cheap dick in pasta, I will probably die soon, I will die soon, Well, blasphemy here to do? The body will be discovered somewhere icy and the case will be started, but this is purely so for a checkmark - “Ah, is this the one that has fucked crab sticks? The damned addict moved the horses from an overdose ” - the cops were scratching turnips like we understood all the secrets of the detectives of super -rays, in short, dick I will die, you didn’t look like a horser, she had shaved a spid, and in a minute of glory, this chip rolled up snotty songs, wore a little ass, on the jury - the donkeys are delighted, in the hall - the fuckers clapped called for the program “The Dinner Dinner” there I eat, with all sorts of morons I depict friendship on the street with my eyes carefully, “Hello” says to me, and he says to me, but I - Yidika fuck uncle recently like a cattle after the filming of the same and in the subway he fucked up on the rails, but the train does not lead good and humanity, deprived me of consciousness and several limbs, but you will break me and whom I just did not play, in different programs I I depict a cyborg speaker from foil and other props, and let the fucks think that with a head in a quarrel, I called me a fucked guy in the project, like a disabled person plays with a left ear on the guitar with metal Strings are torn, my channel on the yutyub with millionth views from drugs I don’t feel my ear and coolly, and I am happy to read the comments of all kinds of schoolchildren to someone I am an idol, but someone I am shit, but my life is beautiful, I live Pydato-that's all I am not lost in my life, I don’t boast, I’m not a bouncer, and everyone who did not believe it-they sucked and went into my pussy-you won’t get it, only I achieved everything, I was sleeping as it should and drunk in a high-way, but Yesterday's family curtains-impetents and have long been in divorces, and have tanned alimony. They are thumping just like me, but not on the show, but in full loneliness of their cheap fucking children, children send and fragmented wives, they bashfully hide as if they were lep them, furious, with a knife in the hut, then they drop the soap and dreary kukarchy will decorate The body is a well -fed shameful strip. In short, what the huylanov is for a long time to disassemble on the shelves? Let's better about me how amazing I'm. A ray of light in complete darkness, so fiercely flickering! What have you achieved? I did not achieve Normer, bummer, oak, and it would be time for you to know. There are no places left in my calendar, there is a battle of psychics, and then Malakhov’s cross is another Malakhov, Prime Tim on STS, about sex with disabled people and without and without. The odnushka in Biryulyovo promised me to be on the blat, when a mulatto is wringing on house 2, but even if you fuck me, then it’s not such a zapor, another step up is still a bit of PR.