Lumeo - Часть этого дерьма. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And I discarded topics to people who are poured into social texts, supposedly near rap, which does not contain meaning in themselves, the children are heard laughter, even they consider it a fucking delirium, hip -hop at a dead end, cattle -rappers are fundamental In this case, the problem, the healing of the mats is solid, the brain on the drought, like a crust of two -week bread, from grass to the needle, the idol is business. If you want to be a gangster, do not grab on this topic, in this matter you, you, less rap, are only gaps, there are no gaps that are standing rappers, everyone is so sick like a sveg, what did you do over the summer? He worked from the trac to the trac and his text, and at the beginning I read nothing, mats and that extra bazaar for this, and the fact that I shouted then is not worthy of respect. And now, the evolution of my text. And all the same ignoramus, but in words I became a little careful, there is no mat on tin, a stupid childhood passed, while someone dies from Crak, I was stuck in a dream, as if in a cork of Kolek. It’s embarrassed, as if threw the ballet shoes. Everything that was a dream was now recognized as a bluff, but at least I made conclusions, I understood who my friend is, and who is a corrupt bitch. My rhymes of quarry, the causes of ridiculous falls, salt in the place of your broken knees, I like the bitch so unpleasant for you to do, as if the same sound with a sharp chalk on a dry board, and what will remain after me? Only the outline of the body, the hated virgins, whose hearts I broke, are grunted with tears to the tombstone from the tree, maybe I could not know, but I stand behind you, watching a shadow daily. I am marked on rapp, I get sick with this topic, there are incurable ways to escape, in a trap, there is no choice on the sight, I will refuse - they will immediately shoot, stuck in time, but I am lost, there is no reason and the wallet is empty without money, and laughter in the back Only because I am not like these, I am a wanderer of death, the rapper was typ in, so what to die now? My negativity clogged deep in my chest, not how the simple thing will come for me to drive you crazy, my thoughts are endlessly dude, sorry.