Текст песни Loyal1 - Врыв мозга

For everyone, I did not take me a young hand

Now in Kepar I am standing and composing a trab

I fill it up, I render tracks with a fast bullet

It will not ask me if I am canted


We are flying in dreams, this life is alone, I tried to raise us "but the Iy"

as if unconscious, they wanted to bring everyone, but as a result on a mile

And I don't know what to do, and where to go "at sea?"

I am not a finished lamp, but I want to watch Fininom

If you don't accept, but you will not take me a brother

Then I will be a barracuda, the brain ended with a mono -iii

Musa from films. Music will accept us

Music beckons us, music in the ears of and

I cut it quieter, lower the bar

I will turn on the worst that you downloaded you boommm
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Money is not kanking, I know this brother

SLS on Porkovka, and in the pocket of the wagon

Trolim in the district brother, steering around the district we

Trolim in the area brother, master card and SHOG CAT
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I don't need a cache, I don't want to roll into a pool

I don't want to go to the bottom, let everything be drowned

What touches the bezed girls, then throw

I would punish them soaring, I would crash them to pieces to "tear" them

Trolim Trolim Trolim

We trolim are trolum