Текст песни K.R.A ,Czar,1klas,Schokk,Oxxxymiron - Взрыв

IGOR Good evening, this *** will come again with us, mandate. The fact that you lagged behind or we just took it and jumped, and the highway *** is on the gas, this world remains a mystery to you. Do you want to fight, seriously? Get out in the sun, internet nipples. *** I greet you in the animal world before our eyes. Not! I don't know who you are, but I know one hundred percent that you are not ready. Baiu-baiushki toys sleep at night, and we strangle you. Rap from the undercover, like the others - we don't fucking need it. Not. But I also know that after Mouzon your skin stands on end. Baiu-baiushki toys sleep at night, and we strangle you. Rap from a little bit like the others - we don't need a fuck. I always knew that I would be standing here, [Generation NRS, generation without miracles, fucked up!] And I always knew that I would be standing here, [Generation NRS, generation without miracles, fucked up!] And I promise myself, I will not miss a chance [ Time to feel the power, and let others feel the power! Yes, yes, yes!] I always knew that I would be standing here And I promise myself, the chance not to miss [Shit!] Czar: Who the fuck are you to write a diss? My advice to you boy: learn to read! I'm a bumbling bat beat, boy, C.O.R. sadist, you behave like a bitch, sit on my stake. I'm breaking one punchline eye for you, But stay out of the game, this is our part. Do you wanna fuck, whore? My dick is worth it, You want to read, listen, I'm pissing for a beat. You try to be better than me this way and that, But I'll be better if I part \ 's shit. Your bitch - party slut, you go drunk to sleep, She gives everyone today - all the dicks stood in a row. The types began to lie, they can like to read it like that, I will not bother you, continue to dream. All my competitors are in the morgue, you are not a gangsta, no one is fresh in the zone. Your neighbor is a drunkard, fucked up your mother, Your beauty goes to a brothel for a salary. Life is a bitch, fucked all day, \ "I am, i am hustler \" And you're just a bum. I sell morons not coke, but chalk, You listen to my tracks, now you shit in bed. I sell my CDs like grass, My tracks fuck you like a whore, You repeat my rhymes - cockatoo, I compose my rhymes when I poop. Your wife is young, stinks like an old woman, She loves to suck if the cheese is under the prick. You don't believe, boy, everything in the world happens, Your father in the basement sticks a syringe into his veins. Say what you want, I can read better anyway, Rap Woyska, Optic Russia, *** Gib Auf. 1.Kla $: Pour me five liters of beer, I will kill 2Pac \ 'a, and \ "Fifty \" mother. This is yours, yours - the city, this is mine, my world! This is your, your home, this is my, my son. / Bitch! / You scream like nipples on a stick, I fucked you at school on the desk. I'll rip your asshole miss, madam, 1.Kla $ a.k.a Jean-Claude Van Damme. / Che! / Schokk: I'm not going to teach you - I said to your face, I'm not your mother, but fucked the scene to the point. I am Schokk and you are right, I hate, Beat, rap, this is beef, technique and complete package, boss in the game ,. I achieved my goal, you are nobody like Sheff, Decl and Liga, Balabol, fag, I came from Kiel. 1.Kla $: / Ah! / Yes, I'm impudent, yes, yes! you're right, I'm driving a car, although I have no rights. Rap Woyska is just the beginning, You are not Kurt Cobain, this is not \ "Nirvana \". / Ah! / Your future - eats geru, I fly by plane directly to the skyscraper. This is the first Schokk, This is a bald Kla $ A.K.A two bosses like Jigga *** Schokk: Schokk - God, like \ "Pak \", rap - Counter Strike, I shoot on the go with a double-barreled gun: \ "Boom \"! Black sneakers - a new era, I am not a Negro in a white baseball cap \ "New Era \". Fuck you need a fuck case. Your mother is a fat whore in the alley, Waiting for someone to stick it on the cheek. [Strange bitch] With that kind of inflation - a shit for a ruble. Kozz Porno: I read the cons as if Kul Sawash, I rap to get a dick on you. (Che?) That everyone would know Bad Boy Style, That the rap fans would shout: \ "New R for life \". (Yes!) Feet in your mouth, man, eat, bitch, eat, eat, Shock needs a beef, beef? Kozzu needs a cache! Shit from the stage, until you are killed, I see you - I think: \ "Fuck, you dabili \". Che you stick, like a ram on a banana, Zavali fucking boor! I'll give you some for rotan. All of Germany your style fucked up, Do not jump at me, you are not Steven Seagal. (Hahaha) Don't fuck, you are not Baba Saad, My fans will fuck you like a woman in the ass. (Bra!) Who is the best? Let's all in chorus: Forty seven, forty seven, forty seven, forty seven! (Strictly up!) This is my way, (up!) Because I read strictly (up), This is my way (up!) - strictly, strictly, strictly up! This is my road, (up!) Because I read strictly (up), This is my road (up!) - strictly, strictly, strictly up! OXXXYMIRON: You think your rap is a nifig style, but he laughs at chickens, Quickie hastily is a scourge, you must understand, you are unrecognizable as if Mf Doom is without a mask. fingerprinting, You died out like a pterodactyl / Ah! / You are a bit crappy on stage, I can see it from hand to hand in the hall, like a palmist, There will be no peace for you, I will burn down your studio in a moment with a couple of kilowatts - like a pyromaniac / Ah! / You I said that I was a fake MC, but your style was skidding like cars in the mud You explain - either you mowed under Shym, or are you just a fag and not a man, passive? /AND?/ You sing as if N \ 'Sync are alive, Ohh shit! you have psychosis for the first time, Or spermotoxicosis, go to the farm to graze goats, and so that they do not escape, hold your tail harder / Ah! /