Again, in fact, we bring down from the front, from the front we bring down - Block Star
In the light of motels, an uninhabited, uninhabited island
Just, bro, sk. The dollar is my caliber to the track
Hard in the nostrils, a long way down the CD deck
I see the microphone and I'm ready again
Half lines is a hundred words
On a piece of paper
My way is far
JSC - region
Take a compass and comp
And run to the area
Turnover - outside the law
From electron to bitcoin
And new bargaining on Tor
I'm leading this front
Won on the forum drop
Couple phot on iPhone
Bit on the background and moreover
My bong is full of flora
Where are those photo views, you have not bought feeds
After all, they did not see any profit, envy the winner
Get down, because now you can't kill, it's amazing
Selecting bits for tiles, look on the magnet and x
We calculate the profit, we dragged the share of green
We are in cabbage soup and catch trips, having been killed long ago
Where is the chill and your battles and reasons for resentment
Future favorites don't look for the battlefield
Ah, treasure island will open up space
The boundaries of consciousness suddenly gave their cleavage
And the world will become brighter with a new brushstroke
Another day gave me a card with a cross
Apparently, the setting is changing with a whip
Everything that illuminates their networks is banned
And the witness fills the truth, secrets
But the authority of the authorities presses with a ban
But yes, you are blind, wherever you go, then
Changing the plot here, follow along
After all, their plans are irreplaceable, everything will sink into oblivion
Veto the island of immortal
Where is happiness without an estimate, without a whip and nets
Treasure somewhere in the cross marks
On the island of light there is no business before prohibitions
Again a card with a secret and a crossed mark
And this cross shines, the world has suddenly become in color
And gossip about mortality, dispelled harm
After all, what their clever nets sow in you
Only setting, but treasure island is immortal
I do not believe the conclusions are fake and phony
And either smoke from behind the water Zero-bolts, killed like that
And apparently everything is seen there by the guardians and critics
After all, you would have been pulled out, in the network of blue drinking
But we are not cotton wool, freaks are those, and drinking is destructive
And you should have seen the types of people in this monastery
Blind consumers, no opinion or criticism
Looking ahead, we do not see them, the paths will not be long
