Lyrics Сережа Местный - cap-cap-капели

This country fog and all animals pretending grins
But your ship deception throw the rocks ,
You trumpeting fanfare , you turn off the lights,
Under a low moan , releases couples club .
Couples in halves share this brotherly love
Who know how stele when drip-drip drops
Sweep meteli- we were freezing , but continued to sing ,
Go days of the week , we continue to Staley !
A lot of weight in these nights stung
It is not necessary aground , I do not 100 give me 200
This house Volgograd , Volga local together.
Songs in the monotonous sound of the wild ,
I'm so crazy, crazy sweaty hands .
This hip-hop, not cut out of the hands of surgeons ,
When you feel the wire heart knocks

In the standard: What there, did not see the current seen much
Ragged fate oblёvannye floors
Well, what 's going on in those places where there is no God ,
You're , well, if I do not see this, then show .
On sidewalks, courtyards , the houses and huts
From the pitiful tears and suburbs, to wild screams obscenities,
From the white veins, leaky and clean padikov .
When- we remember with local, for all classifications .
can not you see you even can not even hear ,
How crazy streets around the bottom of the scratch
How do these people all that surround us,
Under the system became eaten , and somehow fell obliquely .
Th is going on here ? Huh? Huh? Nezdravy kipish ,
Neither Che did not dream , bang-bang no longer breathe ,
Revolves around an axis to escape spill ,
In the time of purchase and sale issued the face.
Where the stars above us and where it took all this time , my brother ,
What led forward ? I can not explain to you understand.
Serge Local jointly with On - standard , brother.

Dima Blunt : Children City of Heroes , children spiders,
Fragrant movement together with other blue Bonk,
We are children of God , to tell you a little bit not think to start ,
If you have not touched , one way to home to AvtoVAZ
Do you believe in what you show , well, Th for MAZ
Th More sunset now , good vmazhet yesterday bro drove through connections
Salam from Blunt , Local with In - standard
And as usual, the wind stele truth
There are a lot mate , your idols stele weak, we do not vpadlu ,
Pull even with the heel Kanka , yes no narco , my eyes have no fear ,
Remember 'brother , best done carefully , leave for tomorrow,
Take from this calculation Togliatti Volgograd with boys hurled chyo
What is there aa ? I think yes kachnёm first couple of basins ,
Then the whole area , all of its connected fucking
And happy courtyard us fuck who Che says the microphone is already included

Cut down a local think only ohoroshen
under repak among family crowd presses on headphones
By submitting information on social networks , the country will not be a place
Where life tekёt like yours, wah-wah , you wait do not go out of the way ,
And your region is empty, entangled in the fate of
your mom thinks you're a good continuing to be different
Volgograd with Local Seryozha is rolled under bits
You're my home among strangers , in life you have to go even a kid
If money is given , then hop personally , and my brother is not true
Volgograd makes beautiful canopy just on the edge ,
The true power-off when you have to say Th
In fact the smoke from the jungle to ask you, you answer confidently and strict bass
When the weather takes a crowd , you must do veschi-
Spreading this stuff for export market and in fact placed on shelves
The whole country is in tupnikah tugging on firs .