Lyrics Димыч - шпана

in the books one lie
the sky is breathing crow
feathers, fluff, from one to two
knocking, stuuk, knocking motor,
blood strikes the brain
young boy smell cigarettes
street conscience
the most regular guest
uncompromising decision
forms your brain
do you hear the voice, no questions
he calls you on business
sends a pulse
evil talk
sleeping area
knocks out a place in the life of the bat,
fights
I shot to the holes
bed bed right on the ground
on a bloody sheet
fall asleep under my laughter
the main task is to destroy this world
from all troubles protect the boomer
fast, smooth, brilliant, real,
the limit of my dreams is expensive
girls must die from envy:
boiling water
patla shake
the main thing to believe in my virtue
I'm a macho mega gangster
district leader
do you remember the first thing
how weak the body sweated
winter lullaby sang,
how conscience wanted to say
but you strangled her with a rag
but you buried it in snow
then blah blah blah
and conscience remained lying
Dad is sitting in the toilet
mom screams in the kitchen
the youngest in the corner cries softly
and you are a real macho
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punks calling is street sand
the punks are calling to knead the street sand
punks are calling (eat) to eat street sand
punks are calling to gnaw street sand
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there is a fun punker to throw a sucker to wet a sucker
hee hee ho ho ho ha ha ha ha
I'm smart as a flea

there is a fun punker to throw a sucker to wet a sucker
hee hee ho ho ho ha ha ha ha
I'm smart as a flea

there is a fun punker to throw a sucker to wet a sucker
hee hee ho ho ho ha ha ha ha
I'm smart as a flea

there is a fun punker to throw a sucker to wet a sucker
hee hee ho ho ho ha ha ha ha
I'm smart as a flea

to be young but hardcore
shutter hold native yard
I used to train as a cook
but the cold of the wild city made you become a thief