Count up the scene , the crowd , you and me against each other and the referee with a microphone. suitable
to you and says, put it down on & quot; burden of revenge & quot ;, you have a minute and a half , and
that's what you usually do :
& quot; I will tear you to pieces , it's my time
The winner be you fucking go , believe me.
I broke all would be if you were with sticks,
But you - the people , so you have to cut your fucking knives .
No one will stop me , because I read better your
my punches steep waves in the Laptev Sea .
My freestyle is the word chosen in a heap
with a huge sense. and it sounds a lot better
than your songs on which you worked per week
Yes, that is not enough : in the chorus did not hit any one note
your songs - hell, and my - the sky , I am God .
I failed a hundred opponents, this whole company
of suckers who still ready to attack me
I kick back even recapture , because I have feeling for you
your word against mine - garbage
I give you a failure , well and win - my .
it is one hundred percent freestyle and I win a Battle
because in addition to the victory I need nothing
before I hurt , now is the time for revenge has come
and I bear this burden until the end of the beginning.
What , Ammstaf? you are ready to merge here
it's me , Still, remember my name , motherfucker
more than you , no one ever will .
so here Eugene Max peed on face
Punk is not a place in the culture of rap , you - incompetent , remember that
all your texts in the style of metl now curse of Battle
It is a pity that you do not read his rap style retro
It would be really help you , but only you do not have style
come on. I do not what you seek revenge , but I'll give the bomb
while you listen to it , you will bend into a shape of the diamond.
Forget the word & quot; hip-hop & quot ;, and learn rumba styles
well or instead vodyary and beer , drink rum fucking
My - spit , but not on the Battle .
This vnature not something that would drive you to attendants .
they like you helpless, they are just like you live on the lave
and that you did not create against them on the street are all equal
in general I hurt you I will not
do not you have a child , moreover , felt sorry for
immediately clear who will win , because staph spent three o'clock
To write this song and more scratch turnip .