Текст песни нина потехина - Рэпование

Square rhymes romance
In the evenings, the solutions are minted
I dream of abandoned Arctic
Like monks about self -immolation

I collect spit-nunctions
In Kalita embroidered hastily
Let me have a place in the gas chamber
I burst into Asgard Black Sea

In the midst of the holiday late
Myrrh is my universe
Like a woman I am spineless
Unbridled childless

At that holiday of everyday life
I dance irresponsibly
My sorcation is daring me
My rape is whipping from me

Your music is not magic, but mystification
Menstruation tasting
My music is charitable
Like an old -fashioned funny bang

Your music without "Close Er"
Only dried mouse corpse
Straight
The ugly lady has fallen

It will be treated with pepper percussion
In the soup spouse who was cooled to the sluggish
The rag chest will be served
Or they will be hemped in hemp porridge

Your music without "onions eT Mi"
Only the skull of cow in muddy water
Who became the house of the snake
Without a ritual game in the ants.

These songs are the walls of the ancient gods
Waiting for the fall of fierce enemies
On empty vacationing arable lands.
Do not ask, answers - sleep

You will not find me, I am in everything
Neither alchemist nor Freemason will unravel
Why do I pretend to be a wheel
When the gods created people

And the people of the gods
And the allies became worse than enemies
We gathered in the karagot at the gate
Short gaps to death

Singing of poems
Pipe -bold snoring from unkempt -fledgled wounds
It is heard only in the ears
Wooden frames

Take me to me I will give myself to you
Raping the path to the coniferous temple.