Текст песни BLINK JKE - Крис Рок

E.
Yau
OK
Blink
E-e
E-e
Yau-yau-yau
A

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball

Skinheads on my face are dancing Creep Walk
I put on the coffin so as not to live in debt
Put everything on the end to capture top
Empse in Balmain Broup, and
Default

I do it easy
I am silent, this is my pont
I rise from the bottom, bitch, like Chanel Coco
I want five lions to be on my coffin
Pride pulls you to the bottom
And you will kill you

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball

Whores need money
Bricks need money
Envy interferes
Need to move the step
These connections, bitch, to have a interest of a percentage
To be successful among colleagues in the workshop
Look at my gosha, hey
I was shaking the campaign
Fuck fake kents that lie to the right
In pursuit of the dream, the brother became a fucking beast
He will return to the poor home
and will open the veins for himself

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball

No feelings
From the problems of running Flip-Flop
There is no role model
This is a template
I drove the game
Now she is like Chris Rock
Beat, you are running
This is baseball