Текст песни Rem Digga и Black Market - Убитые Параграфы

Black Market, Rem Digga , oM1 ...
killed paragraphs in your Babinet
let get a feel ...
I'm crippled , bitch ... I'm crippled , bitch !
at- killed.

Rem Digga :

let get a feel for all the sins of the citadel ,
dangerous thoughts ... bullet ! not for suckers .
karezhenny rotten hut packed with poison,
Do not ask how much I would give for wilding .
and what ?
yes there would be expensive in fact , but it was used without depression
in the gums for wild Difficult sensitive.
megapower,
energy building. love this horn in the forehead .
farshmacheny bull not grow up to modernity,
nerves stocks will be true .
if loving father pedophile
if one crocodile , soaring ...
Spit not in the teeth , so only if sometimes
and you ought to have , throw .
everything rot and rot and can not see this end ,
and discharged from all icons eyes .
this is funny, boy ! and all good things,
ozone warm until I strong , sleeping cobra.
although under the coffin pit shout swarm
but the belly has numerous steel kitchen, and full of blood tooth .

dubinovoy or rubber , or angry bat
but these paragraphs killed.
Do cops gray or blue - y entourage killed at- killed.