СД - Мы приносим людям смех и радость
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We bring laughter to people, and joy (Galkiiiin)
My opponent lost! He got it (Shlyaayayapaaaa)
We bring rap people to people who are driving (Vityayayayayayaya)
Underwear number once, our style is the best

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We bring to people laughter, laughter and joy
my part is joy, yours that stayed
Your fate is a hat, everyone is laughing over you
Throw Emsy's career and bullet at the institute
(Shlyaayayapaaaaaaaaaaa)
What did you forget in the fifth round, man?
Your songs are flawed as Evgeny Petrosyan !!!
What did you give? Laugh? What did you give? joy?
What did you give you? money? you have misunderstood it

The judges asked us to send the track to the opponent
And I have long sent the barrel to the opponent
Very Balled Sound and Petrosyan from hooves
Your work is laughter, not the hut shield!

Your Galim track is hastily hastily hastily
All your attempts to make dirt - chicken laugh
You are Lacci fight, and want in the sixth
But you did not take into account that Vitya Hve E Shatty that

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We bring laughter to people, and joy (Galkiiiin)
My opponent lost! He got it (Shlyaayayapaaaa)
We bring rap people to people who are driving (Vityayayayayayaya)
Underwear number once, our style is the best

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My opponent cannot live without proverbs
The one who laughs like a horse laughs well
The one who shoots the first laughs well
Pow Pau you are killed, I am the king, first, first

You are uncertain Empsy bro, believe me
It is strange that you weren't behind the closed door
And who called you loud, I did not understand
They drive, honestly you are quiet as a dead man

My opponent Loch, he did not even read Picasso
And even the songs from Dali have never heard once
Well, tell me who will pass in this situation?
I note for me will not vote Vlad

The crowd rejoice Viti no more money
The last two thousand gave Skald on Monday
But I will pass, I just like a dun
I am like a doctor Dre, but just who is he not fucking

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We bring laughter to people, and joy (Galkiiiin)
My opponent lost! He got it (Shlyaayayapaaaa)
We bring rap people to people who are driving (Vityayayayayayaya)
Underwear number once, our style is the best

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Laughter laughter, but you are funny as a Potekhin
You are some kind of underground hands up, damn it
You are ridiculous, like under Farla Letov
You are ridiculous as a long snowfall in the summer

Your rhymes kama, my rhymes gelik
Your rhymes do not roll, but my rhymes are laying
Your rhymes are like summer on ice
Like a cow on ice, I will find you in hell

And in hell you passed Vita Vita
And right now the same panch - Vitya winner
Your Style Cornetle, my Style Fighter
In this game you are not Player, you are a spectator

You will lose even in the Izmailovsky forest
But you will answer the depth "I suck for sausage"
Your tracks cause laughter, and only
You do not bring joy to people, you are so much because

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We bring laughter to people, and joy (Galkiiiin)
My opponent lost! He got it (Shlyaayayapaaaa)
We bring rap people to people who are driving (Vityayayayayayaya)