Текст песни Indica LifeStyle - Выдыхаю

Sweet high, old bit
Coffee is hasty, outside the ugly smoke
Cut the fresh splif
Smoke fly with me
Through the whole world, draw the ways of roads,
Throw all my buzz on the scales
I will spin the blat, and you
Speak and raise it ..

I exhale stress to the sky itself
Know the peace to me
Joe Baybe
I exhale stress to the sky itself
Know the peace to me
Joe Baybe

Ipad, new flight
Alas, you can’t get it to me
Extinguish the light, I'm not afraid anymore
Through the whole world, draw the ways of roads,
Throw all my buzz on the scales
I will spin the blat, and you
Speak and raise it ..

I exhale to the sky itself
I exhale stress to the sky itself
I exhale to the sky itself
Know the peace to me
Joe Baybe

I exhale stress to the sky itself
Know the peace to me
Joe Baybe
I exhale stress to the sky itself
Know the peace to me
Joe Baybe

Mom si mom sah mother scythe
Mom si mom sah mother scythe
Mom si mom sah mother scythe
Mom si mom sah mother scythe

My sweet smoke will take all my strength again
The whole world is in the hands, as in those old films
Look for a guess in me
In it ..