Маленький Ники - Голодный художник
текст песни

again we feed Ham's hunger on the chain
He wants to escape, he really is aimed
We play a fool - shoulder straps will not help you
You won’t get money here, I will like you kindly

There will be no food for you, like spectators
In pairs we are now, you will rush as politic
You seem to be alphabet without b is not full -fledged
Batle fell ill, but I seem to be a panacea

Your girl is on the table - we are all under the table
Your member on the border is like a guide
You are like a bisector and I drove you into a corner
I will be Robin Hood and you are a cardinal in ear

My songs like Jupies do not come out without water
I brought you food, but forgot to give
Your cage is strong - the third round name
Nicky young but famously saws the veterans

We are all writers here - cool
We write texts strictly in the morning
But we are deep and without money
do not give for our pastry

The sense of your poems, I told you
I doused you with shit, although you were waiting for dinner
But you are a plant, then you are fertilized
I, as a bad organizer, threw the roots here


on the head with a sledgehammer - you will leave the hammer
Remove the noodles from your ears and wind
You are a bad writer your notebook fences
I am a river to the dam - I give the pressure

I give everyone on the Republic this is an agricultural action
Batle is definitely a verse, but nicknames Uniceros
You are not a boor, biologist, I will lay you a larva
You have a member, but multiplying a stamens

I dislike you as if a soldier
we are different varieties of buddy you are not my fellow
you read abruptly think that they say cool
appeared here like a boor but became a impudent bitch