08 - Bad Art

Bad Art on majas

Bad Art on majas

Bad Art on majas

Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa

Korter on kallis ja külmkapp on tühi

Seitse viis null tema pisaraid ei pühi

Näpud tal on püsti, liigub mööda nurgataguseid

Laev on ammu põhjas, ikka tõstavad nad panuseid

Ettekujutustes käib miljonimäng

Üürid tal on maksmata, seljas kallis bränd

Süüdistades kõiki teisi ei tule pähegi

Et tema elu selle pärast paremaks ei lähegi

Mine maga välja, astud nagu oleks libe

Miks oma enda kapsaaeda loopisid sa kive

Seljatagant lõikad, laua pealt imed

Silm tal ei pilgugi, kui annab välja nimed

Mehed mägedes tulevad esinema kraamiga

Mis on kolmeks löödud, nad istuvad sedaanis ja

Märjas unenäos oma peikadega baaris

Tegelt Mustamäe garaazis lahti võetud on ta Yaris, ha

Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa

Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma

Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa

Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma

Null koma

Null koma

Null koma

Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa

Ega pikka pidu pole siin sellel värgil

Tutvus selle naisega käib ühel eesmärgil

Olnud sama palju mehi kui on teinud reise

Süüa ta ei tee, õhtusöögiks pakub Lay’s-e

Kodu tal on segamini, puhas ainult pildil

Tema kasutamisõigus olnud päris suurel ringil

Miski pole igavene, lõputult ei veni

See pill töötab maksimaalselt 30-seni

Kuid seni on tal lapsed laiali nagu jalad

Ja isad siplevad nagu ilma veeta kalad

Sõnad on neil ühed, kuid tegu on teine

Ja kiirelt läheb meelest, mida rääkisid nad eile

Istmed on määritud, nad panid seal vist klimmi

Sest oma enda vaenlaselt ta võttis käest kinni

Meie enda tuttavad, rajooniasunikud

Avaldavad poolehoidu neile, kes on kasulikud

Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa

Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma

Koma kaheksa, null koma kaheksa

Koma kaheksa, null koma, null koma

Null koma

Null koma

Null koma

Anna mulle gramm mitte null koma kaheksa

Bad Art is in the house

Bad Art is in the house

Bad Art is in the house

Give me a gram not zero point eight

The apartment is expensive and the fridge is empty

Seven five zero does not wipe away her tears

He has his fingers up, moves around corners

The ship is long gone, they're still raising the stakes

There is a million game in imagination

He has unpaid rent, wears an expensive brand

Blaming everyone else is out of the question

That his life won't get better because of it

Go to sleep, you step like it's slippery

Why did you throw stones at your own cabbage garden?

You cut from behind, miracles from the table

He doesn't even blink when he gives out the names

Men in the mountains come to perform with stuff

Which is three, they're sitting in a sedan and

In a wet dream in a bar with your boyfriends

It is actually disassembled in the Mustamäe garage, ha

Point eight, zero point eight

Point eight, zero point, zero point

Point eight, zero point eight

Point eight, zero point, zero point

Zero decimal point

Zero decimal point

Zero decimal point

Give me a gram not zero point eight

There is no long party here on this stuff

I met this woman for one purpose

There have been as many men as there have been journeys

He doesn't eat, he offers Lay's for dinner

His home is a mess, clean only in the picture

His right of use has been in quite a large circle

Nothing is eternal, does not last forever

This pill works for a maximum of 30

But until then, she has children scattered like legs

And fathers flounder like fish out of water

Their words are one, but their actions are different

And you quickly forget what they said yesterday

The seats are greased, they must have put air conditioner in there

For he took the hand of his own enemy

Our own acquaintances, district residents

Show favor to those who are useful

Point eight, zero point eight

Point eight, zero point, zero point

Point eight, zero point eight

Point eight, zero point, zero point

Zero decimal point

Zero decimal point

Zero decimal point

Give me a gram not zero point eight