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Salute, what is the clutch there?
Guf Tru, but he is a corpse
He was cool, but he died suddenly.
Around everything lie, I'm here.

Girls lean, scabies scratch
In his resentment they drown
Washing bones white, like a paper sheet not touched.
Like the ceiling of the hospital room.
Someone offended life
Here they are inventing not in the case.
And I know you are
Just listened to your acapel
Yes, this is not a passion, not a fashion
This is a mental revelation,
Inspired and time tested, music
All more often suite hip hop gathering
Hairstyle, sawn kengel, drunk gait
Not well-kept jacket, leather
You imagine, came to hemp in the milk laid
She takes me with him
Not even asked
Now at thinking every moment, more time
Need to stir so so not to leave the northeast coast
If I say that there is no sins for me, no one will believe me
Need to buy an evil psychology, I do not remember the author
And send Banderol to a correctional colony
Still come to your father, father
And here I am with a pure soul, meet my dear

Autumn takes and will not ask
From the street evicted on the studio Hose we
And stiff killing in leaves or tops
This evening is so not the only one
Games with thoughts, they are with you or you with them
Give birth to music and poems for centuries
Did not play the road, from Moscow to Tankograd
Look both opening a cocoon
Fat tag stretches
There are many of us, no more, no less than
After a dense bong, for work, not pleased salary
In the warmth of fraternal conversations, I meet the dawn
In captivity of hot discusions will not let go
This hip hop broom brings to you
The ray of the sun in the MiG autumn sadness

I penetrate the brother's brother in your room
I need you to get out of Omut
Music may be more precious if you put
In her yourself

Autumn bitch squeezes summer
Outside the window trees tends to wind
Open notepad without notes and so
Thoughts fly to the monitor
The world to everyone who knows how hip hop in the cold warms
Who shakes for a non-acid rap and heartfelt? ..?
It's forever and take off from the ground
Music as a helmet from the household
She is all that I have and I am with her
It is she who lines on a sheet
With me from birth and until the end of days
She came from heaven spout from crowns to roots

Let's add a little bit of people go to the sound
Any time of the day you only need a disc stick
And we will always have a charge
In the ear read in the recording of notepad eligible
Only mud as always a message here is weighty
I beat off the patch who is familiar
Through the gum of the resin and the coot of the prom
Look at the world and open the parties new

I look at the smoke through Glass Bong
Poured water to Kadyk, outside the London window
And here the warmth of our studio warm the battery
Hey dock go here his stuff rather
Smoke smoke we need, we need yes so
So that my ears have laid my fuck
Understood!
Uncle rash to edge View how to swing the capital
Chelyabinsk outskirts.
With rap firmly firmly,
My eyes really can not be seen from under the deep cauldron
To Talah on Hip Hope
Stick of alcohol removed for the understanding of the dump

In my head talented monster
Idea generator, but on the other hand, he is sick.
And do not heal so to speak.
But he is not too much bastard.

I penetrate the brother's brother in your room
I need you to get out of Omut
Music can be more precious than gold if you put
In her yourself

Here invested exactly how much lived.
At the beginning with fast, then the whole friend.
Deeper into the micrahi, right to go to the garages,
Here is the fact that the rapchik is bold.
Those who are killed, but alive. In short for ours.
I get out of the depths of the soul Cho it is important
I close my eyes and hear voices
I take a paper with a handle and starts cheating

I did not write my hand wrote myself
All his salam fell on the worries
Bro Music sidewalks Sounds of a wastewater
We were not enough
Now we are doochy!
We are neuroran. Little time to the coffin.
Devotees hip hop, go side by side,
We have experience, and know how without a pallet.
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