Lyrics Лох Бляев - Головамоявава
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Вырос я в маленьком городе
Город называют Масква
Детство мое было трудненьким
Часто роняли меня
Мне все было в детстве позволено
Порно, бухло, наркота
И вот к тренадцатилетию
Ебанулась моя голова
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Голова
Вава
Вава моя голова
Голова
Вава
Вава моя голова
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Юнность прошла не замечено
В мазуте на брошенных свалках
Друзья бомжи и бездельники
Инвалиды в креслокаталках
Убогие мечты и желания
Эмблемы, лампы и хлам
Это все мое достояние
Поколению грядущим векам
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Векам
Какам
Какам
Векам
Векам
Какам
Какам
Векам
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Зрелость меня моя радует
Мой музей и его филиал
Моя тачка на которой не ездию
И Карпукин-фашист идеал
Моя кожа покрылася язвами
Ну и к черту мне она не нужна
Зато все дети и взрослые
Знают меня как Лоха
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Как Лоха
Ха ха
Ха ха Лоха
Как Лоха
Ха ха
Ха ха Лоха
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I grew up in a small town
The city is called Maskwa
My childhood was hard
Often dropped me
I was all in childhood allowed
Porn, Bow, Drug
And so to the Trepament
My head fucked
chorus
Head
Vava
Vava my head
Head
Vava
Vava my head
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Naturality was not noticed
In fuel oil on abandoned landfills
Friends homeless and idlers
Disabled in wheelchairs
Wishy dreams and desires
Emblems, lamps and trash
It's all my heritage
Generation of upcoming centuries
chorus
Centimes
Kakam
Kakam
Centimes
Centimes
Kakam
Kakam
Centimes
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Maturity me is pleased
My museum and his branch
My car on which I do not ride
And carpukin fascist ideal
My skin was covered with ulcers
Well, she doesn't need it to hell
But all children and adults
Know me like a loach
chorus
Like Loha.
Ha ha
Ha ha Loha.
Like Loha.
Ha ha
Ha ha Loha
I grew up in a small town
The city is called Maskwa
My childhood was hard
Often dropped me
I was all in childhood allowed
Porn, Bow, Drug
And so to the Trepament
My head fucked
chorus
Head
Vava
Vava my head
Head
Vava
Vava my head
Covers
Naturality was not noticed
In fuel oil on abandoned landfills
Friends homeless and idlers
Disabled in wheelchairs
Wishy dreams and desires
Emblems, lamps and trash
It's all my heritage
Generation of upcoming centuries
chorus
Centimes
Kakam
Kakam
Centimes
Centimes
Kakam
Kakam
Centimes
Covers
Maturity me is pleased
My museum and his branch
My car on which I do not ride
And carpukin fascist ideal
My skin was covered with ulcers
Well, she doesn't need it to hell
But all children and adults
Know me like a loach
chorus
Like Loha.
Ha ha
Ha ha Loha.
Like Loha.
Ha ha
Ha ha Loha