бабангида - Жертва
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The whole world theater, people actors,
And I'm a gladiator in the arena, where the sand from the blood is dark,
Mask on the face of steel goes to me ...
I don't know, maybe I'm a victim, and it's nagging
Or still a warrior and before death only a stem
It sounds, but so far he is alive to erase Kirzachi,
Climbing the stairs from metaphors,
Walts are furious -I throw Batol through a dick.
The fighter is still! Knight of the wordobludia.
Roosters squeak: I am thirty and I am fake, like Putin's body,
A smoked voice, I will fuck you with jumper ...
Bob and micro are a duet like Arina Pepper and Artemon Poodle
We do things. Evening. Kutuza. Kuterma.
Underground is my prison,
I will go down - there is no one there except.
Always lonely desert fox Erwin Rommel,
But it is unlikely to scare blood in the battle of pizdabol.
A-SID comedian, like a mustachioed Kazakh Borat.
I will amaze me with galimos rhymes, humor from Odessa,
like the Rostov MF Grimma did not learn how to write texts,
And the dick already knows how many years,
Sasha strains! The point hurts!
But it turns out like Volochkova in the ballet-
Even the repack lion was furnished.
We are here for the third, and there is the battle of kings,
Let the victims, but this is the system
I ask about one thing, a pencil, listen to my demo,
Here is a Brandsboit on a bit, I want to go to you on a label, Denya.
It is ridiculous, but sometimes I want to raise money on the rap,
But I see all these muddil, and my hands sweat:
It’s better to be one - it’s easier to avoid a moral fall.
but is it not on the topic I carry another bullshit,
I think a fair court will figure it out

(Batol honestly fucking, judges are good)

2 times
Your battles - ecosystem
I am at the top of the food chain, even from the judges made a cutlet
See: I am a predator - you are a victim
Attack on the right,
Attack on the left.

A-Sid pretends to be kind, positive
and attacks secretly, like a Georgian on Ossetian
I am sure: while we are sitting he writes on me
(On the launch in the sixth is brutally offended)
Are I red?
A-cid, you are not a second time even a discrete, not hunting,
protect the law of the Directive of the Robocop,
Here and so Rem Digga will arrange a circus with repack.
I am fed up with this throat and swarm.
An underground cat without boots is all deeper,
After all, Bob has already climbed too high,
And I remember "Trio Mario", "Sosnovy Bor",
And now I even have fans
I am like the pockmarked that replaced the bald.
Mudaki, you yourself have built the cult of personality.
I am disgusted, better aside.
Come on a bro, quickly to me!
I do not like if they praise me,
Better a concert when the entire hall shows the middle finger,
And the rapper Hamil sculpts 3 balls.
In general, I am for the world - fuck on your loaf!
Follow yourself who was crowned in the final.
I have never perceived the battles as a competition,
Although not a varik to refuse the dough,
But then how the curve will take out
Usually the one who has in the judges of the roots in bulk wins.
Give me a pair in a pair, and let him judge the re-pack
All the same, I will put it like God to the turtle.
In this system you are a victim of Baban

2 times
Your battles - ecosystem
I made a cutlet at the top of the food chain.
See: I am a predator - you are a victim
Attack on the right,
Attack on the left
Bob, 2012 Kalik. Roma Bransbout on the bat.