Текст песни Jane Air - Weekend Warriors ft. Dj Jahmini
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Wake up the dead I'm a St. Petersburg poltergeist Wake up the dead 200 more vodka 200 more whiskey And I'm in the ranks Meet the artist wet pussies Franklin We set you free Every night for five sometimes ten hundred greens Breathes the Baltic with salt We dilute the alcohol flowing through the veins with blood Quenched drunk zombies This night on the streets the fighters of the other front Bongas beat Drink everything that burns And what does not kill us in the morning will heal us My friends are resting glasses are flying Not going to be friends with the fucking guards Probably old age has become a little angrier Teeth worn out, poison flowed and brought clarity Who is who and who is worth what I am worth nothing and no illusions need to be built On my account, I would have determined my destination myself a long time ago When I opened my mouth I don't even hope to go to heaven, there is a different dress code But don't confuse I'm not a gansta rapper I didn't kill anyone I'm a regular Weekend Warrior Eeeee We wake up the dead Here JANE AIR Shakes the dance floor Petersburg's Weekend Warriors Here JANE AIR Eeeee We wake up the dead Here JANE AIR Shakes the dance floor St. Petersburg Weekend Warriors Here JANE AIR Days line up in ranks I shoot they settle at the wall Penki are removed every Friday In the face I look for the truth I turn into a drunkard Sleepy bicks at five in the morning Smelling vomit will crawl through the houses And I will stay to look for the truth in a crumpled pack In dirty bar And the broken glass of someone's car Dark glasses so as not to see the morning Insides whine all the same to someone Tomorrow it will be worse Come on, girl, dance to someone else's dinner And look for me in the same place at the bar Then you know yourself Lovers of hard frenzy Behind my back, you are already firing, your dress, your size and look She melts ice in a glass with her lips with her hands I wake up sucked like a lollipop on an advertisement Like Tai after a tsunami This girl does not need to be pawed - a girl with us The countdown is going on life For my generation We are not looking for anything in ourselves so as not to find Do not turn off the path we ourselves have chosen Real yakuza fighters of samurai clubs of the night And we sharpen and sharper rhyme We wake it up JANE AIR And I'm a regular Weekend Warrior Eeeee We wake up the dead Here JANE AIR Shakes the dance floor St. Petersburg Weekend Warriors Here JANE AIR Yeee We wake the dead Here JANE AIR Shakes the dance floor St. Petersburg Weekend Warriors Here Jrior AIR Weekend Warrior Weekend Warrior I'm an ordinary Weekend Weekend Warrior I'm a regular Weekend Warrior
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