Текст песни МС Благовэ feat Боровик - Пельмень

sat a small boar, took out a draft, took a pen and collected all his thoughts in a pile, put on paper delirious Malyava
praying about, more precisely about the stumpy mare
Praying is simple but the meaning will be the respect of hundreds of brothers
without his brothers he will not reach the clouds and the calls of the neighbor of the marina
from the basket store
in the sky meteorites flew in the sky dumplings boiled here a lot of whites
pancake here would me my homies!
in the sky I found a tank,
he approached me closely
and then I felt very good
my inspiration has gone
The tank is for me like a Ford Mustang
and for my pies he's a bank
and now I'm in the t-90 sitting
from the hatch to the girls I look
to one of them I'll let you down
and I'll treat my cousin to my hearth
the lantern is shining, under him is drinking the gopar
I next to sit on the courts, denchik muddle all the bits
in the sky meteorites flew in the sky dumplings boiled here a lot of whites
pancake here would me my homies!
she sat on the bench, the boys whistled,
I sit with them, I twist in my hands
I keep the whole yard in blots
hey bro, do you have a new coat?
(yes) to rynas through the front door walked in cheap bought
on the chest double eagle on.
I need the respect of the brothers and, of course, grub.

crow's hole
he took it from me with sharaga,
Vodka was poured into a basin
Noise ms hit, I did not respect,
During the day we muddied a bit, by the evening we have another hit
our turnip listened? went to eat, and if you did not eat, I went to listen
grass grows boar sings,
and here the boar got up as the star began to shine

in the sky meteorites flew in the sky dumplings boiled here a lot of whites
pancake here would me my homies!