On the field, the bullet pickers, it's the scientific police 6 am, a shot is fired, we anticipate when the chicken visits The human is bad, the human throws in the sea Unanimous score, let's stay, we have the sense of business Here, give your brother, we call it a C.S.C. And my friends, we were eating Gamelkoski fries But you'll never see them scream for help Yes, the transaction will be made by Oxy The heart is frozen like the winter in Moscow The heart is frozen like the winter in Sochi The stomach, it's the punka like at the Noukamb A bullet of ***, you don't have a tongue Waking up in the bath by the stars with a flashlight I remember it as if it was yesterday Because it was yesterday, for real The morale in the nikes, when I opened the door My friend was the gay, tighten the belt, don't tighten their jacket I don't want new friends, I want new clothes They are on their pacbo, I come back from far away in a raft In the middle of a tsunami A single goal to do it again, like Nibar Two candidates, two realities We emptied details, my friend needs business To plumb, not to smooth The chorus is gone, a year later I still can't get the idea Him believing in me, it was his wish That I lose on my life, that I realize it I break the bar in the room, I slow down the coke I don't prepare badly And the full moon nights, I have oval pupils The highway of success, I didn't pay the toll I didn't speed up I mark in the stops that from 6 to 35 meters I won't even celebrate it