Kirill Bursov - HUGH | Текст песни

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I hope you've listen to this before

You've tried to write a song - overdose
And what about an album? - comatose
You ate trash and talked trash in the "16 tons"
Was feeling you had Nuts, looks like Crispy Rolls
Wear holy collar, carry with you golden corse
That's pray time, nigga, kneel and don't shift out of pose
Turn yourself toward the urban temple I suppose
That my presence is more insulting than was Holly's on the FOX
We live a life waiting manna from the Boss,
Act coy and you will never be the most
Hard time has started, man, I'm gonna do it till I get in box
People even have no idea how can they exist without fucking a hoes
You want to consider me Grey, and it is your shame, 'cause I'm waiting my girl without brows
Have you ever heard the false, that's the question, but actually words are for deception
Chris, there is my apologies for my inception, true feelings is my conception
Overhated, no exceptions, you ain't aborted but your world's perception
Raise up your bowls more furious
But one moment my eyes'll get closed

But one moment my eyes'll get closed

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