FASD - Сектор газа - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I crush heads and I'm like an executioner,

I have a loaf of bread in my pocket.

Tell at least once in your tracks the true information

that you're a snitch.

I tell fortunes with credit cards like tarot,

I'm a labyrinth because there are many roads in me,

I shoot punches as if I pulled the trigger.

We're going to the trigger,

I smoke Afghan leaves, fuck, I'm like a Turk.

You Catch the pale one for you this is the first lesson,

You fucked up a meeting with a baby like I would have fucked up the second lesson before. Do you want to rap? Let's talk about something else.

I lowered the water without insults, I need peace. I explode with a scythe brightly, like in the fan sector of fire.

I bought the style but didn't spend all my money on it. I threw my clothes on the floor like the heat, because I have this flame on me.

After me she started to behave like a bitch, she's like a desert, because if someone is in her, everything is dry.

This beat is like an amplitude, a cold voice like a tundra,

I smoked with you but it's a joke, I'm already blown up, it's only morning now,

and it's very cramped in you, like you're a minibus.

Took everything that's yours, call me Rubik.

Your stuff is water, for me it's tasteless.

I didn't throw words in vain, you spend money on a feat, you throw money in vain,

I'm not showing off, but I draw something on the wall.

All your lines about money are collections of jokes,

Big movements, but I'm not talking about traffic jams.

A lot of smoke in the room is the gas sector,

I'm like a bitch because I'm wearing rhinestones now,

A lot of smoke in the room is the gas sector,

I'm like a bitch because I'm wearing rhinestones now