Mr. Sizzaro - Боёк форм - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

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Be loaded with Khayyam's columns

Words are stronger than a bullet, more satisfying than halal food

Masks are washed off in the bathroom in the evenings (and there are plenty of them big bon)

Sword in half on hearts (angels on shoulders)

"We can do it!"- daredevil's bazaar (pitch against a brick background)

Fell from the stove onto his tail (all roads to the castle)

Everything I found yesterday (will not be found in a year)

I'm a spender, I'm a major, I washed my socks with shampoo

RKN is like tobacco, we can smoke it, we can kick it

So the curtains are down and they are not waiting for the matinee

We are rocked by weekday graters, the smell of gas, TV remote control

We were catching up with the garbage, oh, you obscene blue

I didn’t have enough nickels so I would have started kicking ass

Your yellow face, you're like a Karakum candy wrapper

How a tarot card fanatic miscalculated loose stools

Caviar in the guts - the spark is gone, bye bye

Dried tears on blurry eyes

Mouths in sugar clay, take them out and put them like bacillus in quarantine, I’m a multi-person with a tendency to play type in defense of the lack of a book

Here the microchip can easily jack up my ribs

Here they drink coffee for Instagram and they don’t need cheerfulness

Here they have treasures like a light dowry (he says) 7 we’ll serve time yeahhhh then get out of the system

When I have a ruble, make a porn video

And the songs of mats and rings from Perm will disappear

And even my subcutaneous soul does not shed tears

God forbid I become the same as you