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The scratch reads rap
The wick under Mike instantly ignited
nigga will bold the steps in the verses in level
We smoke in Siberian on the bottom of spiritual oil
answers t tet shot of the charge of TT
Try cutlets from verses
He threw the brakes to naught
Further on the full rewn
Fantomas do not take a trace
gas to the limit
Someone in a tank for loop
Someone brought a sight on him
He is lying into the trailer
looking for a secret compartment in it
hid luck from all
screams in the nearby end will come

Lupi Dupil on the Buben
The brainless woodpecker Woody
Catch Putin's feed
Here oils are stirring up
In the pocket of spare bullets
huli later the smell of the barrel
gunpowder will want them and shit Tulim
Look up the oil on the left of the back, on the right forest
underfoot the snow carries heiter sewed lips Kent
The cheekbone in the mouth screens like an unrefined scol
Film Stop Advertising pause hip-hop
This year flies with a fleet
Many are about him
through blood and sweat
The ax thrust into Chereva
Biksu about a soot
Now in our world there is support and constipation, plug the motor

A clear crack probably
I'm asking guys to wait time
If the walls have sank
Then they all sat together, on the swing of time
Let's drive home
After all, the lights did not go out
If someone is the left -handed
and on Bitlo do not drive some river sets
always clings to fences scribbled stickers
there the road with miles flight only wings
where under the ground the barefoot of the reperns drives the gyrus
where is Edam from clay in the hand flow the meaning of power
DJ makes Beatlo MS rape the crowd
So it turns out beautifully
Bakes got past
the one who is the minced meat on the stage, I am Aplady
we need to get together
We don't know you, you were not called here
The voice was removed, they said a reading of steel
what hello is such an answer
such a meaning in Palev
Such a bazaar is not a preheme with you in a deny

Generally in order
Heifers dissolve strands
Oil barefoot in a frenzy even at night looking
Ale uncle we are not on the parade, we are on the pad
Our tracks are in charge pumping a chick in Pradika
And who then? Then the barefoot nigers and you
In the bathing on Damat Ita Lyyy
Nikitos and guys
Crucians will smoke in every way
Haters though, but they don't say
Organized reperral flock
I read in the clubs in the clubs
These tracks are pumped by the West of the walls of China
I will not rolled the batches
the reneum was enforced in the hall of the grass set on fire
a bite jumped in the pedal, they read read
We wound a bastard there
They drowned then drove
The speakers began to play
On the basement by Marker Neftegrad was written

Well, as with brothers, and everything is in order
also ahead, but only without looking back
Look how all my guys are lying
also prem and fuck that these anti

Yes, everything is all right
also ahead, but only without looking back
Look how all my guys are lying
also prem and fuck that these anti

Hallo Siberia Stile now imagine
will bring smoke on the shelves pull
The basements are growling here the walls are packed wounds
iPhone, crowd 360 Panarama
catch a crab bit note and smoothly
This is my femels surround Nirvana
yau from the bottom of the basement
All who are in the subject of the hands of the ball
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