Shot - Дай мне в руки микрофон - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Give me a microphone in my hands, I will execute your whim, the guy will go to the balcony, and the cigani is a stone down, this is the best option, if you are superman who is not talent, but basal without problems ....

And you listen, take an order of magnitude higher, we, too, people, and do not allow too much that you have at this stage just a couple of tracks made on the hut, and then according to Blat.

Feed years, and what did you do to work? Let everyone know who actually did, probably unpleasantly hearing such a thing? You yourself put a point once and for all, you look at the newspaper, and that you see a jerk, your journals are not rap, your charges Haltur, what to roll the world and what are your ideas if you have sold yourself, your price is not important.

You know, there are no miracles for me, and before going to bed I read your SMS, and again words, and I cling to everyone you, for me one, but it is not important for you, I read your contact statuses, I thought dedicated to me, but everything It was for him why all these conversations about love, because I loved and you showed ....

No truth no place lies, you see Mirage, while building floors my life is building, it's not what people actually see when you are pushing delicious life on a dish, and this is not freestyle, thoughts from the head, even if not I learned, but you have already heard the guy, this is my lines, the direction against and what will happen in the end ..

Nazism in racism of examples is not a pile of sense, the whole world is a stone down with the speed of the cut, for someone nonsense, all my words are either anyway, somewhere we are having fun, someone is crying, according to the moron drawer, campaigning what will lead you to the grave, But people do not care, are you drinking? Do you smoke? Perhaps I will not refuse, someday everything will refuse, but still hold

My soul is clean, at least for you, my friends from zero to one hundred here now, I say that in my heart I wear, this is my burner and I will ask God, save, save all my friends, only happiness and love sincere, and It's true my friends are always with me, brother for my brother, for each other's wall ..

In the heart of moments, life, when we all together, honestly, friendship, brother, firmly, everything for honor, if a minute of happiness share in half, then you are a friend, believe my words.

Call me, consider me, another, who I am for you, tell everyone. I do not play the game, for me it is zero, nicotine, alcohol, in place of joy-pain.

Call me, consider me, another, who I am for you, tell everyone. I do not play the game, for me it is zero, nicotine, alcohol, in place of joy-pain.