Lyrics аддис абеба - Kingston

I live in Minsk, I smoke Winston
And so hunting that Minsk was like Kingston
And so the desire to change Winston to ganja
And so that in the hymn was the chorus of Rastafaray Ja
Since childhood, I really missed chocolates
I would exchange those cops for two mulattos
I do not like cops like boiled fat
After all, we have a lot of them, and there are few swarthy women

Give more noise to smoke lovers
From Moscow to Minsk, from the Caucasus and to the Crimea
This sunny bit flies above the earth
Until all of us together Babylon defeats us
Give more noise to smoke lovers
From Moscow to Minsk, from the Caucasus and to the Crimea
This sunny bit flies above the earth
Until all of us together Babylon defeats us

Now let's talk about agriculture
I know how to help the state budget
I am for reform, we legalize Guy
And then the arithmetic is very simple
A gram of gold is roughly equal to boxing
Big Skunk Barn Equals Fort Knox
Let the Rastamans ride on combines in the field
And compete for the collection of marijuana

From Moscow to Minsk, from the Caucasus and to the Crimea
This sunny bit flies above the earth
Until all of us together Babylon defeats us
Give more noise to smoke lovers
From Moscow to Minsk, from the Caucasus and to the Crimea
This sunny bit flies above the earth
Until all of us together Babylon defeats us