Текст песни Denny UA - Біснуватий

We seem to be plotting - we have to go overboard
We are only afflicted with an unbearable cough and the eagerness of elders
And we didn't sleep, even sleeping dead
And you are far away to us, though you come up for a bush
Our life is not lice, but it is in the hair
We cried with full force to the mountains of gray and the sea of ​​blue
We will conquer everything around now
Because we are from a nation of 45 million proud orphans
We are not sculptures, but we are not in jest
Like summer hay, the kids throw heat, sweat and nowhere
Unfortunately, someone's heart is in their heels
Only someone has a soul in the clitoris - said the doctor
We were poked and poked. We are screams and mothers
They were not called but banished, they were psychos and savages
We did not breathe, but we did not drink, we did not drink
We were not intimidated by bailiffs, appeals and tribunals

We need to change late, brother
No matter how tearful mother
I could not exist here
Not being a little pissed off

Again in the dairies these are the matrix
How much buzz in this drop saves you from the feud
We are like artists from Friday to Friday
And no matter how much these traitors and traitors take us in sight -
Failure at the end
They are soft and stubborn
We sympathize, but usually three palms
Free in spite of raid shoots and roaring colonies
My rap is an agony adherent, looking for a fifth corner, like in the pentagon
Wherever you go - the front and the rear are the only ones
I am strange that out of nine I do not find a child
I am not fat and like a delitter
Where is the mind, where is the summer
Sleeping in bed, I was flying
Without fear, the plane will crash
And I would lie to you, but you know me too well
We are both paid and untimely
Porsche, girls and pastor
As it is and often
As our land and on our own from Xiang by Tasmin
My closed Gaspid

We need to change late, brother
No matter how tearful mother
I could not exist here
Not being a little pissed off