2018.09.19.
An F in Math
Hey bros, it's statics lawI got an F in math
The Chemodan is a kind of problem
I got an F in math
What makes each following day a bit warmer for fellas
I can even say that the shadow is dead
We're in the car, too lazy to open the windows
Tinted windows hide the faces
I'm not a killer, but I can kill with precision
If you meet me in the street, you'll recognize me by the way I walk
Cheap vodka hits right in the bull's eye
Cigarettes between our teeth, we chat when we meet up
And not about butts hidden under the skirts.
The problem is how to pay for the cellphone plan
The perfume of the southern fields
I like those nature's gifts which are more fun
No need for pneumatic weapons
An F in math
The laws on the streets and their aesthetics
Were taught to you in school, but it's all in vain
You'll get a black eye in between the brick walls
Hey bros, it's statics law
I got an F in math
The Chemodan is a kind of problem
I got an F in math
It's sperm on the lips it's toothpaste
Respect for those who's often in my headphones
How many of you fucking rastas are there?
I'll stop lighting up only when I kick the bucket
Feel the difference, I'm a gambler, you're a favorite
Fuck your Russia, Algiers is in my home
In a minute I'll find the lever and flip the world
Explain to me which part of your ass isn't fat
High on glue with my people
I'm walking all dressed up in my Calvin Klein socks
And not cause of glue I try to hit and miss
If rap is a hobby for me, then I can fuck off
Fuck it, hit the crotch and there will be no noise
There are many angry teens in my neighborhood
When I ride on the pony even when I'm cool
My town is cool - they bring it from St Petersburg
The guys are having fun online, look
There are hair rollers on the chest, listen, fuck off
I love Baha's rap, check it out Paha
Since if it's just a hobby, then I can fuck off