I read hip hap I raise the ego, followed by a new era, in the city of Tag, this is all in the wake, grain grain grain, I don’t have a parashka, I am for the credo, your faces are pale, I do it as it should, fuck your herd, I don’t need a baron, take off the crown You will dance the bitch in the grave, our everything is on style, yours are all on the string, I will arrange stripes stripes, take off your Christians, I see only show -offs, all on the courts, next only thieves, relatives are straight from the zone, girls escort, crosses are all over In all the chords, we don’t fly to Canaries, we are happy to despair, we don’t have to despair, fuck your prado, fed from the roads, not yet a threshold, I won’t serve, take your dish, a lyceum whore, a makrukh, gloom is shining. Burnna, yeah Zurna
I drive the devil as with the clothes of Sativa
I am killed by roads without a reason rubber
I fall in love with it for no reason, I will throw it sideways
The muse endures it with the wind for all strength
I do not need efforts
6 cylinders are not from Russia
I do it beautifully asked
Your boyfriend is always blue
For everything that is already the best
She coughs but asked for strangle
Fuck her shower
You dream of my missing
Pension is poor future
Under our base there is always clouds of clouds
No bitch in powder
I took it to the Soviet
After all, the lioness is not secular
Under Solovetsky
Dick wiped about the curtain I
After drugs
We hide like mole
The eyes are red from the bunker
In my name fences
Let's not go to factories
For water care
My rap crashes from the zone
My life is shining like a crystal
Your life will become better if you find your gram
There was a kid, but he became a drug
Bitch to what you survived
Yes, I have seen a lot, I experienced everything on myself
But I did not forget about honor
Did not change Kentov for weight
Your truth is Shnirny
My truth is to be a star
And while you are breathing
You become all rats
Something you will fuck for benefit
After all, you are a kid benefit
Your words are funny
The act is sinful
You are not taken out
The suckers were taken out of the team
Balaklavs were worn
Boshki was demolished by the boons
I raped you with my text
Your clothes are worn
Your bitches are worn by us
Your tracks under our sole
Fucking from the bat, you interfere with a little
In the head of a multi -leaf
