УННВ - Зуд - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Itching, itching, itching!

Friends in shit, microphone on fire

Nobody asks to listen to us, we don't vacuum dust

The thought of overdose is less and less frequent, without corrosion

UNNV production, we are like autumn to a poet, and I don't give a shit who is trying to impersonate whom, who is under anesthesia

Who has a stuffy nose, who feels that he is the boss

Publicly sent to hell, a habit like a slogan

For the inhabitants of the area, a scan in a pipette, like a pacifier

A procedure for the brain, eyebrows are banging eyebrows here not for an Oscar

There is no fucking way to fight drugs, itching, itching, itching

Society is torn, where I live it is easy to find cheap opium

And Malibu is a true style, I fuck heads with rap

While you are going to the bottom, having fucked your own mother

I will not please you with a rhyme, your whole life is in vain

Pride is unjustified, that's all for - I protest

Curly dick, glue and sperm in the accordion

Ass itches from the stench, your vein has lost weight

Hi Vera. Where have you been? The measure is gone

Forgotten the smell of air, breathing in hair dryer fumes

Verbal murk in fervor, move on, bastards

I don't let shit through my veins, purely in time and to the tune

Products of dirt, forgotten poison, harsher than shit

I was reborn, fuck you, corpses float up from the bottom

You can enjoy, get out or lick

You can take from life so much that you can vomit

It's up to you, but don't you dare, bitch, interfere with us

Refused shit, so I could breathe more freely

Brooklyn, itch, sue us

Killed, but not by you, your corpses crawl behind

Purer than a crystal gram, past a rotten screen

This is rap - underground-style crap

Klats, klats, klats, click, a click near the temple

Either resentment, or the principle of puffed-up cheeks

And do you get an erection for something that causes shock?

I'll call this poem - "Intestinal volvulus"

A smelly fatty joint - burns through silk

Nothing is eternal, except memory, only a burn

You thought about powder. But did you think about powder?

A chuckle was heard through the garbage bag

The ceiling prevents me from admiring the stars

For some reason a human stream began to flow down my cunt

And even the most stupid sees sense in this

Hare - wolf, hare - wolf, hare - wolf, hare - wolf

Take it in your mouth, I'll give you a lap on the cheek

And the herd is stupidly stupid, that's why I'm rude

And those you trust, are they lying to you too?

A tooth fell out in a dream - itching