ISKANDER, BakaB - DARKSIDE - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

While there at the bottom, people are boiling in their cauldrons, on the street in the tiles my loved ones are torturing their fear.

Head in shackles and babe la la la la, sucking on a thing, I'm making a plan to rise from the bottom.

Come out

Babe here, the kid is drooling,

After all, I have my own business Bangkok Moscow is behind me my squad.

You didn't master this bra, or did they subtract all your words from a hundred mistakes that it would be easier to fuck off.

In the blink of an eye, smoke is pouring out of the windows.

We know God that gives the young

Faith and a dollar, but also knowledge until gray hair

We will leave will and hunger for the game.

I knock down two hundred, barman fill my glass

Original Moscow, I'm not a badman for hand-rolled cigarettes

I'm all in black Batman, beat so low, so high

After all, every bastard on bando, he wants to shine

Black and white, black and white

Fresh and clean on me collab

Cutting clouds, katana ... samurai

We fly out Leningradka, my brother is on the mobile

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, we talk fucking briefly

We're riding in a taxi, the mood is toxic

While the guys were smoking, the chicks were powdering their noses

Stars-space UFOs flew, we'll be back with you tati before daylight.