Константа ft. Slim - Демоны
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Gorgeous State Department - Sledka on Each Tail.
TSSSS ... Any mobile hangs on the beetle, Salam KGB.
My area is in a dead end, but a deadlock.
Where no one is innocent, will pull the fifth,
And as a passport is lost with my pative.
And we have no trust,
On the mind of the criterion of liquidity.
It's time to make a deposit device,
And I write the poems all.
Someone saves phishing,
Addresses of spining, talk about big money,
and if the smell is pressed
From the "K" and other minions (?)
SCB leads to sinners.
And the Patriarch rubs the cache in his hands and middle class.
Vladyka thinks true, you need to take S-Klasse,
But the seeds are not yet released.
I do not know, but it's hard to go here,
Became in Michelin
And along the coding of the quatrain, so that we do not hear.
From the ram you will not get into predators,
And I would not harm the hand to eat the former detective.
I would still withdraw a lot of interest here,
But the lawyer said not to say a lot too much. Life is not static, fucking
Be tactically competent
Do not substitute people and scholars in the scale of the Russian temperament.
when you ment-I deaf and it
Skiphed one in the square of the walls.
We are a new trend, I will return home here a lot of things,
on the bit hooked - not visible veins,
Started so that he lost weight.

If you are the leader, you are especially dangerous for them,
Among the demons we embarked as a clip in meat.

Previously, the concepts decided, now the Kseiva is solved,
Karasi swim in shallow water
But those and others want to live beautifully
While the orange was shared by someone shot from Russia.
Shoulder straps are power, packed in cars,
Traffic in the regions makes falling to the bottom,
Hippopotamus in the form controls the turnover,
This protopantan trail, say the name in a whisper.
Rust of banknote caresses
In the departments, there is a chaos that see the walls.
Kayen's keys in the table Take me to the FSB,
I also want to smear caviar to bold on bread.
Well where there is no snow from the sky,
Everywhere gray and everything like in a dream.
Someone meets the dawn with a bullet in the head,
Went with someone else's plate of appetizing meat.
Designer hut kisa in fur,
Equator An unforgettable rollbacks.
Whatever the folder is lost in other matters,
We must give a pocket on the paw.
A blank suitcase disassembled,
Bratan sorry but brains rented
Ultra-hard level you life fucks
Cocardia heavy like a monomacha hat.

Who is there my schedule unclear? Among these we embarked like a clip in meat,
Among the demons, I am the whole waist and all beautiful!
Well fucking se, fucking se!
All air as in cottage cheese.
These dieons would not have been taken, all the time little
not from this, that their mom everyone did not lie
They are meat for the manga.
Others gather all their lives and arrive, do not go to the train station,
with bare ass and two brooms, too, especially do not move on the Greek hall
Vasily thought that money decide everything, she took and refused
I all calmly contemplate through the lenses from the "Casal"
I'm not spent on the fat, and this scroll of Granny refused
Right now, with alluminum boys from Rusal on a boat cling of mermaids
Hereby after the noise of boys, it is quite somehow sluggish
And how many such aluminum, as an aluminum spoon, life remembered
I would smoke straight to the police station, if it didn't smell like that
It seems to be not devils, but draw straight on the roof of my vinyl
The five-minute stimulus sucks strength, from the morning very sad
it's all cute at all, because I remember the times when the exhaust soap was cut down
Stream of smoke! But not from the fact that the father has cadyl cadyl,
Goat feet passed. I went to a crocodile on a chessboard
And how did you want? I ate your queen.