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We get out of the dark holes of the underground world,
There are not so many of us, but this is not the power,
The spirit of one costs two people like you
In a hearing we are not dry, to say that it cuts the ear.
We may have no hearing, but there is sharpening,
From our fast attack, lotions do not help.
From our phrases, any fagger will go to wash,
And if you better merge against rap.
We are sick of the contingent on the asphalt
It is not very clean and there is little space on it.
Only the places are at the parachie, those who are not in the parties.
Bitch, I am a boy from Rashi, not Zhenya Belousov.
My carts are a scheme for affairs for dairy,
When they read the shadows of the streets - no question
Without questions, a guy, without questions yo,
Without the law, a guy, we are out of the rules, correctly corrected.
Another jamb from you from us, rushing all of us.
This is cannabis, you smoke too, give our dude paw,
Your Koresh does not want to look like a sour.
All brothers Peace, enchanted forest
And where you sat there and tears, I wanted to get, but you did not fit.
Rays in bright light, like a network,
This place is our walk here carefully children, ossafaka,
We have been my name for centuries for centuries,
I don't like it - for now, any against us is an asshole
The son of any asshole is waiting for the reckoning and believe.
Hey bitch here is my word again,
You will understand all a hundred pounds at once.
You are not new to realize everything as fast,
As our opinion is hot and sharp, I fucked
Goat-Nostra, I'm cooler than Piskarevka,
We do everything right and deftly.
Any whore will not understand the fall,
Gold is here, there is no forgiveness in the sky.
Atonement of hell, the struggle with the stupid herd,
It is always easier when friends are nearby.
Put forward a different perception of the world,
A poem of streets, over the life of a satire.
My lira is a smoke of hemp muse, I beat
I am in any way even the main ace.
Rhymes harsh bit and most importantly the truth,
That's what I live and will live tomorrow.
And if you do not consider yourself the best guy,
Then do not dick, fucked up from a heap,
You can smile longer and shake the speakers,
The word is not a sparrow, I could if you create a bird
From steel a burning look,
Like an MS from the shadow of the streets, issuing outside the shell.
This style is fresh, the prototype is developed, you think
I just worked for so many years,
Of course I mowed three weeks of vocational
There are no punks here and we grew up under Wu-Tanga
Your show -off to me, we consider them for the gods.
I do not pay taxes and accepting the filing,
I will explore you and the bitch will spend the change.
Piskarovyka blow, you caught and fell,
It would be better not to climb, although you knew
That the silhouettes of the ghetto are the eyes of the people closed,
Calling the head of the bottles of broken is our verse.
Our ranks are stronger, but there are no stars,
Ninety -ninth shadow, I am one of them.
Sheet behind a sheet, another book about
Where we grew up, how we live and do not expect old age.
Each white day plunged into the flame of the underground,
Iron arrow flies down to knockout
Everyone who is on the way, and it is better to leave so as not to get away,
As a gathering Lavin Prince-Lee, the name is familiar,
The basis creates control in the tusa system
Closed faces - a new role, masterpiece of masters,
Saga Shadow as a continuation
Lee and the gang attack the worldview.
At the frequency of hardcore from his rocks, mountains,
Drezhamny forest, if you climbed into the jungle, do not lose weight.
Have a look you need to know the street, courtyard
The phrase flies behind the phrase, like a bird into battle,
Fire wings - Piskarevsky system.