Муза Скат при участии Lil Ice, DJ Panz - Все путем
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All these years, I have been heading in rapp Baby
I bow to everyone and whores greetings becoming above the step
You believed weakly, I became buried
There is a crown in someone's boska, in someone's crest
Someone loves roses and beats for the clover
And I see us on the scenes of music awards
Hundreds of hungry are already waiting for lunch
So I am the following dreams that I am devoted
I remember a simpleton on the forums where
My tracks did not appear and in what jungle
Haters climbed blindly like Eurikaa
This is a halter under the caste of Smoki and Aisika
Katisi-ladder, I'm not a poetry songwriter
It seems to be a Reznik, I wasn't a mediocrity I probably
I, like a m metal desk for lunge
I have to read as a bison to fight
100% right by calling your society a cobla
If asked, I put an autograph
I am not more calm, you are a gandon-seeker and a strain
This is your whole enemy appearance
I would have wrapped your curls on a fist, drones
If you want to break, look, don't get touched
Muse of the Skat Feat. Lil Ice
.............. How hot coals

Time puts everything in its place, uncle
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
How not to turn it out by the way
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
Me and the brothers on the street or on the hut
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
How not to twist, we will be in the way
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order

When they gave me Mike, I started reading
Upset my mother, someone from above put a seal on me
It’s harder to cruciate with her, I knew that and I didn’t
This is my gift, know it as faith in your body
This can be seen in us as the difference in shitty calibers
Chiaroscuro and shadow, people of a different look
Rap my father, my mother is holy
And not worth it, the street gave what I need to know
At any time you can be at the bottom
Pour coins for yourself alone.
Fuck a bunch of years, everyone who is not a friend
You are dick, and how you are looking for war
This is in my opinion not a reward, but what's the truth
Life is not equal when you are in the horseshoes at equal terms
Brother wait, open your eyes, enough
I beg the loop with words on the old notebook
The scale jumps, your rap, yes to the damn mother
I am doing what is intended for me
For whom, we will stand on our
You will become a ruler or dog
Dale is not important and it is important that you smell in the chest
My words, plus layouts from Muse Skat
Attack fake from the log of the Minsk Staphe

Time puts everything in its place, uncle
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
How not to turn it out by the way
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
Me and the brothers on the street or on the hut
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order
How not to twist, we will be in the way
We have everything in the way, we have everything in order