Грозный - По Полкам - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Too many street poets and bards,

The saga of the life philosophy, but in this you are a barbarian,

Children of the ghetto with a thin voice and difficult zhituha

Th say as the area all gray, boring and dry,

Too much deeper listening, thoughtful lyrics,

Bruised soul, forever and thousands of Miri as a

Hissing, groaning like still waters

What if the father of his childhood hiding in the dark room

Too many artists with unreal clear freestyle

With the bike doubles the flow of direct pouring boiling crystal, a pancake

Recording on the move, and battles of notebook chatter lips

Live Freestyle hears the rustle of paper

Too many experts panchlaynov and a double rhyme,

That fucking can not hear the fight with an awkward rhythm,

Ssut hennesi and written in my mother's grandmother,

Small village Germanika eyelids masonry

But there are still guys who probably steeper Toko plain

... On the forehead podkruchena about how leg, through the pores

Sticks hedgehog ... from shaving legs have leg where overgrown skillfully

There were old men, had long grown cold and blew strings

If not by then just blank bullets cut the air hands

Chasing the tree of forty, in the vain search for the lost long ago the coronas

Yes, far too many people do not like to read the square,

I do not fucking having mastered the square for the construction of the text

I'll zahuyaryu three albums with a square flow

dick podebetes

Invincible, united with the sky,

will make the summer to come, keep turnip nerds,

With sky Retire, rhyme sent over signals,

Cosmos hear, pray, about the museums of the Lord above

Nose erase parnisha principle rusrepa steal pyranyl teeth,

Perepiraya brain ... Mile spirals

Oh, and, by the way, is not enough and the whole rati

The brothers, that this guy until I do not have equal

After all, my methods will not catch up with the more years that way five

Oh, and too many kids saddled on his shoulders the responsibility of being Russian-speaking members of Wu Tang in the first place, who gave you permission, and secondly, AT-HU-I?