I will not spend, because I am still a screw
I recognize enemies in my face and they give me a risk.
I will go further or not, I will solve a strict judge,
After all, talent kills them like the nerves of arsenic.
I dissolve silence by replacing it with voice,
And the fact that you try out there, prohibit codes.
And my way is clean without you, musicians in the room,
And those who drive once, I push com on those.
Track is enough for the soul, like the devil after death,
I'm screaming because of the Kulis: "Well, yes, with a skill type."
It is necessary to get together with the forces and run to Battle,
Once a year, even the ear shoots, it is the consequences of the worm.
So rake rivals, but I go further,
After all, they are like white rap, know where to dump.
And even if I'm sure for someone,
Their Spet Song, because I know every enemy.
***
Wherever I fought, in any of my battle,
With my one, which I love.
And whoever is there on Battle, did not stand in the pair
I don't care for everyone, because Muz for me.
