Текст песни 55.37 feat Radja - Всё также как и было

Still there is only you
Let them say and you say nothing,
Still there are eyes killed in the trash
But I became less likely to kill for my Madame,
Our reality, remained the same
There is a style, although the view is not shavy,
Began to pay less attention to the brand of clothing,
There are still dreams, and there are hopes,
All the same district, at the stage of DaMo,
Style rap, labor, but not emo,
Days will pass, still by
Autumn in September is really beautiful,
All the same house at number 24,
Still text on the monitor in my apartment,
For their own, everything is the same as it was
Mishan in the country, but we did not forget it,
All the same two tops three and seven
Everything is so there will be a point here.

We are also sitting
For their apartments
Soon the album on the SD
Make a circle wider ...
In your style, not the first
And not the latter
Where the moment goes
Time go slower
Back to the origins
Where did the beginning
I remember that
And I still understand
For me, more expensive
How do I do it right now
My rap is my joy
Hot failures
I just smile
Thoughts shot down
Sometimes in guessing
My district shakes home and streets
For their own
Does not give people to frown
Forcing to make an order better
Our reality as before
With thoughts for the future
Horizons of my ideas
Make the world light
People just forgot
That in the shower more children
From the network we pass to a friend, my brother
Through micro
A piece of truth
This verse from DD out of 55.37
Respect our all

Dream about what lies to the soul
Know your strength
Do not dream that above
Life to you will be cute
Just remember that everything is not good
In order to be the best
All the last past
Did not rush to you on the neck
You can breathe
See talking, wanting
Hears and believes mother in you
Live soul, start singing
Do not remember sullen and dim
Flying flocks of birds, swans
Imagine that standing on the slope
You pull up, in the peak of your ideas
The soul is full and satisfied
You are still needed and welcome
Walking in the field Pure - Free
And you everywhere guest called
Remember childhood, playful weekdays
In the candle window, and mother calls you
Sometimes remember these days
Sometimes remember a good
First floor of a log house
Gives his taste and smell
Home your favorite puppy will go
Carries grass and dirt on the paws
With love and effort to raise
All good not behind
You live and live
Everything is good ahead
(Do not become, on this road go ... and go ...)
For that expensive go .... and go ...