Baby L 12 - Миска - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I know life where there is one bowl for three

Mine is not more expensive than this sand

I'm shooting you in the head, I'm at your temple

Purr in my ear, you're a pussy

The one nearby took this as a basis

And to do what I have to do I turn on my head

Yes, I'm wearing a black baby Morion stone

When we enter someone else's area, we don't litter there.

Pages are a chronicle, yes we mark history

I fly at the pace of the metropolis, yes we are accelerated

Change of red and white remember calluses

The first piece with yaksha smell aerosol

Don't do it this way, do it this way

You ask me how, first, clean up the mess so that it becomes a room and not a trashy attic, kick yourself in the ass, give yourself a kick

I went through this every day

And I will be surrounded by those who do not know laziness

The last cold on the soul behind the mountain is April

I won't beg, I'll just say ok

Yes, right now I’d just like to strangle her a little

I let a lot of thoughts in my head out the window

There's no other way to go here

And if I raise a baby with my sister, I’ll spend it with my brother

Not always serious, sometimes I fool around

A person such a creature will mix hundreds of qualities

You love powder, you're fooled by it

Know that somewhere behind the wall of tears, mom is crying

I know life where there is one bowl for three

Mine is not more expensive than this sand

I'm shooting you in the head, I'm at your temple

Purr in my ear, you're a pussy

At our core we are all the same

But someone chooses packs, someone chooses packages

Someone is spinning a king size, someone is collecting crumbs

Around nearby I collect heads not heads

I saw the mud, I'm tired of being in the slush

I'm squeezing it all out, give me the pulp

Baby el fuck with him all the time

If she wants to touch her

I want to make a movie, connect the cameras

Only the white way, we are not privateers in this

You have cartoons but you're locked into it

I'm building a castle and behind it the Capitol

If you sell yourself, then only for the family

Money is not important, what matters is how much it is

To make your daughter proud, to make your son proud

And so that we would never know what the lows are like

I know life where there is one bowl for three

Mine is not more expensive than this sand

I'm shooting you in the head, I'm at your temple

Purr in my ear, you're a pussy