Капа - шмаль
текст песни

This is a dead cross, this is the absence of the wrong corner
No one scared you for a long time in a hare
I have an output around, what is it to stick
Track as a cartridge charged into a desert needle
I shit on your lawn, took your safe
You were left without a spear of a son, but not a drift
You are going on a brabus or stupidly on a bus
I will find you anywhere on the globe
And with this in connection, your face is all in the mud
Not at which buzi, do not be like scum
I have everything on the ointment, who did you rebel?!
There would be matches and gasoline, I would try you ...

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

Boys want hits, rappers of Fitov
I am ready to give them one hundred pounds of hard bits
Gypsum, bandages, rhyme breaks ridges
R'n'b will bring to trouble, my bats
What did you squeeze? On the second solo disk
"Sticking" ducked like Scottish whiskey
Saluy spray from the mouth of clowns
What else is it for the attack? Skils and Floo, fucking
On the Volga the boat does not stand whining
Beating without dishes, there are no drinking bates
After all, I put the road to the top with broken glass
And I bring me a poet road, while the fool
Fracture in the game, kid again on stage
Players will come out like dirt, but where is their coach
Your zeal to overtake my porridge
Do not try on your cliche on my roots.

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

Well, you understand what I mean ...

Champion, why got up? I am not kidding
I am a bazaar with you harshly, as a nipple is not flying
Come with the boys, whom you are not sorry
You will lose everyone, find out how steel was tempered
We smoke shmal, teeth are not a scalp
Gas to the floor pedal, free the highway
I robbed my wallet, reading a couple of lines
My monologue to you in the wro, change the castle on the hut
I come to pick up my own, good end
You have what the Volga kid needs
Throw this disk into a wheelbarrow like dick in a bitch
Koloti, explode, pass in a circle.

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

I wanted the kid to fall under the press, I wouldn't go
Even if there is a cut behind my back, I wouldn't climb
Even if with the bats for the advantage, I would not climb
I am a naora on you like your father, I would not climb!

- I ask you
- What is burning?
- No, stop, please! No, no need, I beg you very much.
No, do not burn me, please. I beg you! I know nothing of you.

Not dead, this is the rule of street judges and you are essentially for me like a spot on dishes.
And here no one twists the eggs, people are fine.

- I ask you!
- Yes Yes! Finished?!
- No no!
- Gori scarecrow!
- No, don't!