Текст песни Артем Лоик versus Хохол - полная версия

Text Artem Loic Round 1
We have heard in Ukraine that this is happening.
The trouble is light in sight, all politicians are thieves.
And even if I am a verb, but the time has come to pray.
Crest you stupid, and drive them all reptiles through their holes.
For the first time I am afraid for the future of Ukraine.
And I will tell the elders not to cough all the thoughts are crooked.
And maybe the pockets will be enough and the belly is full.
Che fire, stand in silence, and maybe the bandits will be enough.
And there is no choice for a long time. This is no luck.
No good is given. There is evil and lesser evil.
And the people are ruled by mental impotent.
And it's strange to think that we are all Ukrainians there like this one.
Little Russian no offense, but you are disabled. This is typical for a battle.
Kalam is packed and down in appearance. You're stupid like Yanukovych.
Impeachment has come to you.
I've wanted to ask for a long time. Are you not ashamed to live?
Show the children, well, they will eat, their performances are fashionable.
You will teach them how, where, and exactly what to lay down.
Where to send which genitals to prefer.
The boy will ask:
-Daddy Khokhol, what have you been doing, tell me without melting and I will be the same, see you it is me? "
And you:
-No question, son. I went out in a circle and sent people and whinnied when they sent me. "
-And what is the point of dad, what is the message in your battles.
-Just your dad was true, gansta, hasla, ril.
-Dad, are you a moron?
-OVD
-Daddy you moron.
Catch my phrases then punchy which your odd.
If you have a mouth, it doesn't mean that you have to read.
There is a brain in the head, we all dream that you would become friends with it.
Guys, raise a toast to make it work.
The muse left you long ago, I saw her, she was just looking for a normal brain.
You know why you weren’t given it, because your brain is made of feces.
You are so street blowing, then furrowing your eyebrows.
But even when you are silent, I rhyme cooler.
You have zero morale on your hare mole.
Gaza heard Hoi, but Oh me on You hoi.
And yes. You lisp, you shitty and mega ugly.
It would be better if you won the battle of nature.
So look. You can mock or mock. But I'm the best of the best.
I have 6 fingers, I am Bruce almighty.
I'm so cool I can freeze his friends.
Well, as you can see, if a person is frostbitten, he cannot be frozen anymore.
When I am gone, young people will do a major analysis of my texts.
When you are gone, young people will say this is not a text, but a major analysis.
Now attention will not be mate.
Your brains are like 5 beautiful long-legged blondes in my house. There is none of them.
Do you know what your girlfriend did to me at home yesterday? Compliment.
What are you thinking street bum? Frowning forehead.
When I see you. On the mind of God, the ballpark.
I will never be able to give you a pee.
It was you who didn’t hear the letter.
I'm not sending you.
There are many holes in my road, but my hook is iambic.
And you will ask me to paint on the battlefield.
And I’ll say not a list but a signature sleep off uncles.
Not for everyone my signature will direct my gaze into the distance.
And you will fall on the heat and say: "I beg you once, please give." I know.
Therefore, we will decide the issue with the autograph is not a question.
Today at the battle I zabatli you.
Who remembers the guys release their fist into the bastard BattleToads.
As you can see, even without a mat you can win here.
Uma would only be a moron. Take the bones and humiliate.
Imagine if the beat was muddied now.
How I would have chopped you to pieces here, but I'm just sorry for you.
Therefore, the Restaurateur said:
“Hold your volley verbal theme. And a capella of urine of this fraer "
By the way, I lied saying that you have a void in your head.
There is still something there. There Vitya SD is a Hamberger.
As much as you would like a crest, it will be in my opinion.
And no matter how you sang later. Your rap will be slops.
You think about Lepse, but know I got fired.
All from the fact that in the songs I have not changed my face.
And maybe my success has long been breathing well.
But for me, the rap who fell for the idea.
Yes, he fell but got up. In life, not on battle.
And you Khokhol is not a rapper. As he is, alas, Vlad.

Text Artem Loic Round 2
Various chitaki were at the battle.
But they are all pseudo innovators with swearing and cotton wool.
They confused the cards and spat curses, poked fakami.
But the dog is not a bunch