Текст песни Триагрутрика, Полумягкие - Космонавтам

All welcome TGK Ms here
Exit no next somebody's brother somebody's father
For young veterans for their elders
For young people, the hero is like an old bboy
I do not write diss and sad songs
Redeem the whole truth of life
Chronicles on the wall in the entrance
If there is no beat I rhyme under the heartbeat
If there is no thought, I just stuck on the chair
In the course of this, if that local is honest
Well, if there is something else in Chester's pack
Cheeky metropolis have a couple of schemes for weight
A couple of places where it would hang when everything gets bored
Alia Murka, I like Mowgli in this stone jungle
Without you I get confused in days but not in the alleys
Sadness melancholy already by midday smeared weekdays
Smart people say the right way would not blink
I'm not like a naughty playboy.
Passer call sign Buyaka Buyaka
roll out the bomb clack
Clouds float west yesterday like tomorrow
sweet smell so smells like hydra for breakfast

Before, I did not think that I would become a spaceman
The rocket takes off early flight abrupt start
This route is ticketless irrevocable
Cosmanaut autobiography author

Before, I did not think that I would become a spaceman
The rocket takes off early flight abrupt start
This route is ticketless irrevocable
Cosmanaut himself trajectory author

Then I couldn’t imagine who would be
When we were late hanging out between buildings
Katali vatu glittered with the first texts
Someone muddy turn into hell
Another began to earn
And became a rich, powerful lawyer.
Someone is no longer with us
Someone never returned from the states
(if I write about it) it means it is necessary
Do you remember that spring then? (well, in some places)
Coiled Middlelib Hut at the Casemates
Ёbane ekazameny work
The central area outside the window pours
Freestyle without a day without hip hop
Strictly life in rows side by side
To this day, respect god
I know he watches through binoculars.
How we play streetball under the light of evening windows
There are a lot of us under smog who washed whiskey with juice
Antresol and once more on high (3x)

Before, I did not think that I would become a spaceman
The rocket takes off early flight abrupt start
This route is ticketless irrevocable
Cosmanaut autobiography author

We lay in the right direction and it's great
From the generation that still hates Kirkorov
I represent the squad of the workers of this city
I call hip-hop something that is too expensive for me
Moscow tremble Peter shake
The oars of our boat will dry your gums
From this fierce weight expect hard waste
Please take a seat and take it seriously
Dribbling rhymes coming out of triple drift
I get a great cone my fir
Under rap Michael shakes Kolupaevka
Stomping the sole of a felt boot
Unfinished old
We are not a group of Alice and not a group of Metalika
We are one of those who paid the ruble for a mug
and weave for small
A lot of different rap flies from our roller
While we sow thoughts around sowed panic
Blown forum and torrent
Our office is quietly producing gold from cardboard.
Even if you climb over all my fences
You will not find the spaceport on which I parked
We read great rap and do not drive
Here, THC squad covers Mickey and Tony
My torch will never sink in water
As well as the legs are not bogged down in frozen concrete
Troubled times for quiet come in hip-hop
Haters hoarding (???) n fleas fly
I turned all my lunar thoughts into one atom
And launched a missile early flight abrupt start