grot feat D - Man 55, supec – Vzlёtka

Author: grot feat D - Man 55, supec
Name: Vzlёtka

Song Lyrics

Again the presentation - I knew, but did not expect.
Again the boy sings about how he nurtured quarter.
Like his street calling Mr. Mystic,
And he goes on the hunt after instika.
All in imposed from Exodus to habits.
Screams of a cruel system, how to poison her sweet.
Lazily move from party to party,
Sadness that his ghetto strangles his brothers.
And as if not smoked heavily from dusk hood
For all its neighbors as you are, as before, is ridiculous.
Guys remember that they did not give slouch
What means to them this is yours, "I grew up in the street."
Street - there are people who have seen and shown.
Street - is the challenge of life in the eye.
Surely, these blocks will crush my imagination?
Really dirty area I do dirt?

In the maze between the walls very little babe,
But on dvizhnikah and their decomposed weaves.
You just hold on a dark night at the window,
To see how the guys take off, have pushed from the bottom.
It's like a test site - our many were killed,
But if you take zassal be soldiers wagon.
You do not stick your neck out, you think it is extremely dangerous.
But the sword and placed between the hammer and the anvil.
He knows what the jungle, saw a terrible night,
So he will be the first to look at the darkness sharpened.
He can even see the sun through the clouds.
And anyone who knows the storm, do not fall out of the draft.
Sneakers, dark jacket, I see you're ready
Going through the cold dark roschyu entrances and courtyards.
I'll be waiting at the exit, I know, you can survive,
After the filter picks up dirt and releases clean.

For all the things taught, for all that has given,
For ammunition, with the support on both wings,
For attraction and a million obstacles
Steel MiGs his vzletku thank.
For all the things taught, for all that has given,
For ammunition, with the support on both wings,
For attraction and a million obstacles
Steel MiGs his vzletku thank.

Steel beams steel hands.
Show me how to be swung vhlam.
I am confident and cheerful, fresh as a summer blowout.
In team fights people, house lee bro.
Someone life sour, someone asphalt.
And springy legs to wrap the body in a somersault.
The sun pours rays on luxury Malta
But Siberian sand dear to us as a medal.
Duplicating the image and reflecting mirror,
Stained wink face of these regions.
On the shop floor in bredesh eyes stressing,
Or is the answer for all from the heart, I know
The city treasury is far from these places.
But dvizhuha rushing, hand washes the hand here.
No need of smiles from those worthy of spittle.
Decent credibility and memory for centuries.

That's the way it is empty, faceless and has no character.
At the same time cunning and appeals only facts.
She gin - che ask, then you go.
As Taiga: get lost - sginesh, uvyaznesh in the snow.
This ambiguous, so different.
With utregana good, that's dangerous in the evenings.
Unprincipled suchara pretty shabby.
Or benevolent, so clean, cool.
I went for a walk, but there is some athletes
Just Friday evening, all very theme.
Based on the shells, seen pretty tired.
"Young people, release, please, I have too!"
Endurance, to the end, with his feet on the fence.
Type worked yoku ёbtit all great.
A very strong argument, if you obey the clear.
Here Grotto, and Mr. supets two fives.

For all the things taught, for all that has given,
For ammunition, with the support on both wings,
For attraction and a million obstacles
Steel MiGs his vzletku thank.
For all the things taught, for all that has given,
For ammunition, with the support on both wings,
For attraction and a million obstacles
Steel MiGs his vzletku thank.
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