| Well? |
| Hello Moscow! |
| What are the plans? |
| let's start with marijuana!
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| Only after the glasses will clink! |
| Pour little by little
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| Hear! |
| don't rush, don't! |
| I don’t drink myself, in order to be at least a little different from the herd
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| So I'm killing myself with foolishness, I'm trying to improve my life
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| I try, I twist and turn, I toil with the young!
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| House, wife... things are in order! |
| Notebooks will go soon, diaries will replace toys
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| That's it guys! |
| Vanity in Kazan, beauty for thousands of years!
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| Another one! |
| one trouble - you involuntarily stumble upon a cop
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| Checking documents, looking for clients, insuring against unpleasant moments
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| That's right! |
| It’s often bad, nerves, in a month three have already been buried in the ground ...
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| Riot on the ship, knife-gunshots, it's a pity that people are not immortal!
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| Laws-pens, pens, Kazan sagas are so monotonous!
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| Boys, disassembly, bits, knives, cartridges
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| Touches to the core, everyone wants to be on the battlefield, our world is something evil...
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| And what about us with Moscow???
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| CHORUS:
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| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it
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| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare! |
| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it
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| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare!
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| Verse 2 (SCREW):
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| Hello big friend-Evil! Haven't seen you for a long time
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| Already pose-pose last spring, intersected together although the world is small
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| And marked on the stage with a joint song
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| Everything is as usual, even familiar, we are looking for a personal life in the ocean of the capital
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| Different things happen ... someone is still thumping, someone has risen, and someone is resting in a cage
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| Relatives visit, kids, transfers, interests grow up ... cars appeared
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| Prestigious work for someone, but probably more valuable than gold...
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| FRIENDSHIP IS TRUE!!! |
| someone is looking for the main thing, but will not find it in any way
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| Another beats and creates its hearth, cherishes it carefully
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| The other lives in hope, but the main thing is that the boys remain the same!
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| CHORUS:
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| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it
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| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare!
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| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it |
| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare!
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| VERSE 3 (KIT):
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| Ideas in the heads banished fear nah ... Spirit in the body, faith in the hearts
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| Do not confuse in words, all the boys, in all cities of the country
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| They breathe cold, free wind, overcoming kilometers
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| We remember mom's health, we don't get into dramas, we get up early so that our pockets don't cry
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| We turn dreams into plans, plans into results
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| And even if the result is not always chocolate, but ... I'm glad, brother!
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| Our souls do not have an empty charge, I am glad, brother!
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| That it’s not hell on earth every day, because we are not among the guys in the yard
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| From night to morning they fuck up everything, victory for those who were not afraid to fight
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| The reward is waiting for everyone who did not break down, was not afraid to give, to understand people
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| Appreciate, respect people! |
| for 100 rubles without taking friends to the museum
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| The way of the boy, old man, you need courage when there is no money, no coins.
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| Saves pride-peace at home, bread to the earth, family health
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| Two capitals, the same faces in Kazan and Moscow...
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| CHORUS:
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| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it |
| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare!
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| Two capitals - the same faces, I can't even believe it
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| This is how friendship is valued, feelings spin like a windmill
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| Many dare, only the boys will not change, they will not dare! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Две столицы, artist - Злой дух. Album song Путь пацана, in the genre Русский рэп