(Whereaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avoers
(Well, yeah)
Torch, we raise flags
Translating words into paths from mint paper
(Where?) Hap from RB
(Well, yeah)
Naher, all this fashionable hat
If you are ready for this, drive your Wagen
Andegrand in your ears! What from the new listened, then the pool is pile
Rap on the battlefield as only a boxing pear
(Dick there) Hands from the remote control, you listened everything
Here is a type from the outskirts and trial, airy salam (salaam)
And we are all the same among floors
We run areas in search of moist rhymes
Hands in soot from black ink, which is important
Do it as you think it is necessary, who will tell you what (KOA ??)
Welcome on board the asshole
Рифмы достаем из ранцев, ниггер ты в танцах
The ounce of a solid hap will be fixed by Pantsyr
I am faithful to this matter, like a ring on my finger
(Whereaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avoers
(Well, yeah)
Torch, we raise flags
Translating words into paths from mint paper
(Where?) Hap from RB
(Well, yeah)
Naher, all this fashionable hat
If you are ready for this, drive your Wagen
Where did all these types come from, which promised from three pounds
What's on TV? Rapak? No, one stripper
Three said three in a row, like a coin to the fountain, in order to return
(Oh how you want to break) into the town slowly
Where everyone is always busy both Svislochs of the coast
Dza Pavazhany asked Trymatz for the handrails
Where my gang is not quite kind well done
(Hunger) they are news
About the fish that they plunged below the algae
Have seen enough, heard enough of all
It remains to fix where it comes from
(Whereaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avoers
(Well, yeah)
Torch, we raise flags
Translating words into paths from mint paper
(Where?) Hap from RB
(Well, yeah)
Naher, all this fashionable hat
If you are ready for this, drive your Wagen
Alyo! This is the Republic of Belarus and its city hero
Minsk, your mother, and yes, it's me and this is me with you
And no matter what he was, for me he is his own
And here is not in the bastard in the right, fight
If it had not been to himself, the Bits were not the same here
If we were not trouble, you would not have heard
(Ha!) There are only healing features
No, they say, in fact, no me and you
How did you give it like this (mmm)
It’s not a gift itself, I also showed it (GGG)
Once somewhere there was a divergunched tree, was
He does a waybill and you know everything, right
(Whereaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avoers
(Well, yeah)
Torch, we raise flags
Translating words into paths from mint paper
(Where?) Hap from RB
(Well, yeah)
Naher, all this fashionable hat
If you are ready for this, drive your Wagen
