This will be bad
But I will fuel dense fat
I will throw a barze into the furnace again
And in the catacombs, flesh trembles
Here people run away from work to me on streams
Burn night for concerts
Chop the bone, hold on, bro, I will smear dense fat
Here are my methods-the need for Long Island's fire
To be in brands and in the trends of driveways
As an invisible process, I am introduced by cardiacept
I'm so father, whores are shy about me
I am crowded in your world, I need another repa
While I am making clutches, the asses of crustaceans are erased in pesto
Here the area is burned
Like youth and responsibility
Fell in Prime, RAM on the story
Gave meat, hey bitch, do not sleep
(Impact-impact -impact) and body in pieces
I swing on the slide bitch in the bushes
Forbid my staph, kill the stag
And I will return to "getting hatred"
Good to stupid
This game does not like a smooth move, not stealth, but a bathhouse
I am on the faces of Govnyukov
And Damag pours so easily, I Crashtan - bandicut
Need an antipot! To shoot, you do not need a loot
To fuck, you don't need a dick
Shmalying by stroke, check the path, info
Full is charged, and again scourges in dust
Unclean spirit behind you, extinguish, rooster
I took the Snop to be pierced by you
Dangerous Muv, I smeared you, although I did not see
After all, you're always by hearing
Check (check, mint)
Check (check, mint)
Check (check, mint)
Aaaa
Impact-IMPACT-IMPACT
Check (check, mint)
Impact-IMPACT-IMPACT
Check (check, mint)
Impact-IMPACT-IMPACT
I will check any enemy - infa, infa, infa
And you are all for me - stupid food, food, food
Remember the style of my muvment - IMBA, IMBA, IMBA
You make a cock, and I am impact, impact, impact
I will check any enemy - infa, infa, infa
And you are all for me - stupid food, food, food
Remember the style of my muvment - IMBA, IMBA, IMBA
You make a cock, and I am impact, impact, impact
(E) I constantly knock you from the bottom
I have one acid in gum
You listened to my desk and said: "Vice"
Not noticing that your gut is
I worked out a style on bags
Moving on the most powerful engines
My tags do not triple with mud, like me
But they constantly stink the head
This is rap, which crushes you like a press
Lightly demolished you in the forest
According to legend, a package gave birth to me
RAM - unrecognized genius, like Gauguin
I run around the brothels and trail
With luggage of ground problems
I swallow pain and tears, how pretender
After all, in every area I Glen Glenn
