AYRYS - HIP-HOP
текст песни

Fear
Those very scandals
What brings pain to us
Only
I forbid you
To be something like
On me
That's the whole truth about hip-hop’e
Not a de, so that something is in Ziplock’e
Everyone should have their own handwriting
Did not notice, but twist banknotes
In the current rap
You seem to do everything yourself
But as always as someone
And would I bankrupt?
You are as sputum
Grumpked out
Right in the morning
So let my birthplace be Compton
Never ask
Who's there?
The door is open and smells like a variety
For the whole quarter,
But not for long
In attempts to become different
I certainly have enough strength
but certainly not used to
Probably so quickly fall down
Fear
Those very scandals
What brings pain to us
Only
I forbid you
To be something like
On me
I do not blow
Why do people go like a roof
Perhaps this happens
But certainly the reason is not a couple of thousand
Can change such a course of events
That no one is looking for you later
And to someone you are really close!
You can not even share Rizl with him (I'm seriously)
Money will fall from heaven and again into the air
You pulled your hands upstairs, but it's too late
You can't do without a day
Neither snow nor the king
Neither ladies nor vatalt
I'm fed up with shit
Blick at least post an album
Fate blows the top with the bottom
With a hand at night, then in the afternoon
Cryst box rise
Quickly locked the balcony
Hoping the first, second
Fear
Those very scandals
What brings pain to us
Only
I forbid you
To be something like
On me