Are you walking? Do you want to go? Fuck the mother! There's no one waiting for you to fuck, if I'm around I'll crush you. Get up and go away . - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away . "Who am I waiting for?" Get up and go away . - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away . "Who am I waiting for?" Short, precise, clear, entering the East Coast becomes narrow. Get up and leave, don't wait, squat and take it and remember us well, we shake our heads and if you can't stand it, get up and walk. The bass is short, the bass is pushing, spraying, you can't stand it. The helmet is already asking you if you will leave. And if they don't feel it, they remind themselves it's time to go home, the teeth will gather. Where are your teeth, I'll ask after that, go see your mother before that, you're very dumb to me - I can't stand it, get up and get rid of them - I said immediately! Cheeks swollen, pants pounded, heard - not heard, did not hear? -We break cheekbones! Don't get puffed up and don't get carried away, because I will come and take your mind. Are you still here? Run, I'll catch you, the brigade is big, everyone beats, for two. You want me to give you goods in advance, there will be a bam-bam if you miss the deadline. A policeman pulls the handcuffs down a little, my man packs a tick at rush hour, and I can barely contain that rhyme, not the language, I shoot words with a rata-ta-ta-tat machine gun, a ram boom bam from Baghdad. Are you walking? Are you walking? Are you walking? Are you walking? Get up and go away. - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away. "Who am I waiting for?" Get up and go away. - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away. "Who am I waiting for?" My dear smirk, meet my churka. You're a hollow cat, even your grandmother chases you. Yours secretly walks away from you to be a marmot. If your snot is flowing, I'll go to ..... ay ... Take your partakeshi, your bag and the ducks, come home to you, because my city is light. The dialect of the soft, where am I from? Bass bothers through columns, sony, neons under my car, chases, chases millions, greasy pumpkin roars. 120 -ska I shrink, I hide for Zeiss, I scan the mini digits, I put a package in a package. I stimulate the senses, I massage you with a bat. You send them to each other, grab them by the thumbs, and when you're done, wipe and lift your pants. Opposite a brisk change, and opposite a black bandana, opposite all the hands point to the ceiling. I can hear you, isn't it okay? FROM THE BLACK SEA TSUNAMI FLOODS YOU !!! Broken, straight, alive, healthy and good luck going forward. Ours, yours, from the east, gave them away. And you call him rap ?? Kyuchek, sorry light, you come to me a little soft. Are you walking? Are you walking? Are you walking? Are you walking? Get up and go away. - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away. "Who am I waiting for? Get up and leave." - H-h-wait is a dude. Get up and go away. "Who am I waiting for?"