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I as a parody of the melting April
So that you stumble about me from the first words
In the left chest drawn door
The urgent strike knocked out from
And you all perfectly kidnapped
Soul robbery, all throw in the package
Now I will leave all stolen to lie
All thorns silent, there are no more here!

And if you hear, let's go back to our house, go back to our house-house house
Or again silently - a control shot in the face, as a shot in my face
And as always in my twips, someone will die someone will kill again
And it is so easy ...

Oxxxymiron:

Hello from the bottom, you're somewhere where the light and electrofunk
Laughter, left electorate, lunch in trinks, secular Rauta
There is no me, here the reception of the glass floor, the package
Caustic as vinaigrett in the morning, no contact and notes
One hundred years ago, in summer, we wanted all the light of the dot
Fuck squeeze the whole planet, becoming rustling, ashes and wind
How can I take a ticket back without prepayments
Double glazing does not heat, drove the ladder and blocked the screen
Detector Rights - I often lied, I probably, hellopras
In the case tolerate the collapse of those who are without a goal and a vector of stelite plots on top of octave
Surely we are glad those who predicted it
But I continually believed that there is no barriers and in their replica did not delve
Now it is ridiculous in the continent of the mainland
I fell a lot for us where loops in the dark river
Rap is feces, everywhere hyperbole yes
If without them, that you are not enough - a concrete fact
My mirror says: "Pei to the bottom, drink to the bottom
Your life is still full of days, around the summer gam, and not Gernik
You with her, soon the technocrat became Retrograd
What are you like her, kindergarten and grow old
Sin trying shadow to catch up, nonsense, like booklets Herbalife
No in the light of exemplary pairs, time to make a career plan .. "
And I'm in response to Noday: "Respect for advice, bro
If so, kill me, like Derek Negro Grebid ... "

And if you hear, let's go back to our house, go back to our house-house house
Or again silently - a control shot in the face, as a shot in my face
And as always in my twips, someone will die someone will kill again
And it is so easy ...

DOM! NO:

I think rap hid me from problems
Filled in Boska space
That life is not a brand escape
Fell off my apartment - I'm poor!
Plus a liter of brandy again replaced my dinner
But where are you? That taught to dance for christmas
And our eternally hungry table and melted your wardrobe
Fled from all the works, you fucked wear
I saw it all, but we need to pay for the house was
So tolerated the realities of the world
We rushed clothes and you fucking beautiful
My crime!
Drag your cameras, alive!
Two characters from the film, we will silent - applaud. Fucking ..

And if you hear, let's go back to our house, go back to our house-house house
Or again silently - a control shot in the face, as a shot in my face

I could build a big career
To fit the entire system and throw the ass in Kayen
Two hundred miles per hour. In the hands of Jack Daniels
I am ready to look into premium now
Roule on the counter, seeing you
Bitch broadcasts a smile from the windshield
Well, while. The leg crossed the pedal
Such a bold our last kiss
It's a pity...

And if you hear, let's go back to our house, go back to our house-house house
Or again silently - a control shot in the face, as a shot in my face
And as always in my twips, someone will die someone will kill again
And it is so easy ...

And we could stay alive
But it's boring here to be alive
And if you want war again
You hint - we will repeat
And if not so, then laugh in the face
We still return to our house
House-house-house ...