Текст песни Пашка - ПУТЬ К СЛАВЕ

I Pasha poems under repchinu ebashu
Brewed porridge pecked pistachio
On the part of mother
And in Prussia
Let's assume trashes Unloads
Wheelbarrow in the garage pounded
And look not fucked
Put Wi fi
Be a friend, zovari tea
On the telly licks but before that nakanchay
You have a lot of cases so begins ...
Smell, wash,
Ds create one for me
And then I thought back to work
The fact that in your life too much sweat

Chorus:
Potsan I promised to live cool
But while I mulberries
I'll be a corpse
Has not yet made its way there ... X2

Asphalt paved nonono rate
Beginning of the road like a full clip
Oh ma see what I have become cool shit
Himself ohuel caps, sunglasses dressed
In the mirror looked and saw a star
More big pussy cleaners Madina
In general it's not about her but about me
Somewhere after two years I have been everywhere
Began composing texts,
Shoot a video clip,
Do songs.
I hope will be a famous, wealthy, wise, violent.
Wait and see
And I until 12 years and now dinner

Chorus:
Potsan I promised to live cool
But while I mulberries
I'll be a corpse
Has not yet made its way there ... X2