Текст песни Jony Brighton - Метрополитен смерти

Third easy at the mouth
With each sigh you open a new portal
This trap for russia will tell all pubic
It's time to go home, you can already see the moon, good bu
             If you do not get drunk
Turn off the power unit, gently pulling the trigger

   Getting between the eye and forehead
Pray that he does not recognize the Fucked Cop
Click on the stop, It seems someone came
He took the packet with the powder, on the bag
  
On the way to the morgue, the lily remembered the poem
Freddy and Joni came already
Your milky way is cheap, On the chest a couple of stitches
Think Tupac is not cool, Can you smash as much?

The labyrinth is the way that confused us
Let the gas into the house where spice is smoked
Ma stealth You look at the collecting bones
Your gravestone as in the pool bridge

Oh, this is john's robber of darkness in the arch
Fate a clean sheet A man a marker
Wow, you feel the arrival of Wild then scrutinize
Your brain cells By adult vlypli

Stage Drugs passed, You do not lie to me
New heroine Brighton steals in Mp3 (in the war)
My salary is a crowd, your payoff is you
Call the kents, And come two stupid fives

For a couple of words, buy a coupon right at a dead end
For you, Trupyak, you are here neodin.

Coffins and robbers of destinies
If you do not give the dough to white, you will be unlucky
Then every second or rapper or DJ
pour rap Make your neighbor quieter
I'm the master of a warlock.
kadoni heard me, and he was pleased

And we never groan of pain
Be proud that the churchman donated the church