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The atmosphere is like "ugh"

From the monitors, only "buff"

I stupidly set the table

Charged the fare for it

Ass in wav quality

Your asses - in mp3

I'm not puff anymore

'Cause I remember the shackles

I crumbled into clusters

Women love me for them

I opened them like pills

Caught them like crabs

Bitch tells bitch to go home

Wouldn't call her a lady

You can't see them at the ball

'Cause I found them on badu

I was sitting with people

Who were in prison when they were zero

Your bitch is woolly -

So the bitch ate salt

Sent a thousand to prison

Then went to the bitch's birthday

Didn't spend a single coin

These are fucking priorities

The cops tell me to be decent

The guys from the neighborhood tell me to be decent

U Some have laws, others have understandings.

I wish I didn't know them, because in my mind, "Awesome" is when I get paid.

They say it's bad to sell.

BUT! When it's time to buy, they're ready to sell their mother.

Fuck! Fuck! What else can I say? Losers are talking bullshit, But I'd rather remember the time

When we were in prison:

The one who wants a date is already fucking in jail

You all talk about rap, But rap says it all for me

My uniform is like Gosha's, But under cover, my outfit is a sham

I carry a sharpened weapon in the bastards, And the political officer won't catch me

I look at my brother next to me - he's got oats and a happy face

Ariadna led us into fornication, but now we know what we need

Prison gave us signs - we're no better than macaques

Chifir is like Pina Colada, the vector of our gaze decides everything

As Lyokha Assai said: "Belt tighter, the world is clearer"

They locked us up - we saw the light, but what the hell did you expect? We only think about bitches, only drugs, only money

How to raise it, how to spend it, who should get it on the head

I used to think about the sublime, now I don't give a shit, give me a coke

I'll forget about the sublime, I'll rob you quietly

I'll pick up whores with this money, rip off their earrings

I'll take it to the jewelry store, I'm a calculating gambler

Sending greetings to Tajikistan, My mother is waiting for me from prison

This is better than Nirvana, no more sitting in jail

In karaoke or saunas - I don't even have to ask,

To put on Misha Krug, it's already clear where I'm from

Mr. Judge - thank you! You opened this world to us!

I'm sitting in the village of Mirny, the zone eats up my sentence

Everything I did was censored, we are scum - but not in the trash cans

Give these chickens hell, because we'll all die tomorrow! Atmospheric: "Uff"

From the monitors only: "Buff"

I stupidly set the table

I took the tariff for it

Ass in wav quality

Your asses - in mp3

I'm not puff anymore

After all, I remember the shackles