Asylllum, SINNER - DEATH RACE
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Face down
Gas only down
While you changed gender
I was definitely burning Paul
Face down
Gas only down
While you changed gender
I was definitely burning Paul
Face down
Gas only down
While you changed gender
I was definitely burning Paul
Face down
Gas only down
While you changed gender
I was definitely burning Paul
Face down
Gas only down
While you changed gender
I was definitely burning Paul
Dark magic will lead to Azkaban
Remove the smell, the dog is trained
Transfer of funds to the North and back
The sounds of a funeral service are like a fucking mantra for me
Not without reason that we didn't stain karma
Filled all the cracks like Tentacles
I won't punch, I'll knock out a mouthguard
Like young Aldo
We see the compartment, we're heading West
Kill the inhumans with both hands, fuck
Youngsters on a bat, they call me dad
I balance like a kung fu panda
Sobaku no Gaara, Shukaku's view
Me old man, experimenter
Everything is so fucking elementary here
(Who is who who who is the dad here?!)
We wound the leash around our hand
Hermit's daily life - hakuna motada
How much was dripped onto my card
That's enough to fuck off to the Bahamas
Almaty house, before entering
The guy on the threshold needs to take off his shoes
So keep in mind, the roads don't lead me to where I could fuck up
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed the floor
I was definitely burning Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed the floor
I was definitely burning Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed the floor
I was definitely burning Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed the floor
I was definitely burning Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed the floor
I was definitely burning Paul
S-too dark area
I-or a late call
N-need a knife and pen
N-pumping flow
E-burnt motor drives
R-cut you like a term
Here Sinner in the cold morgue
Holodomor will come
Thought you were so fucking cool boy
Put on a mask for a concert like Rudeboy
Hating everyone around me is my essence boy
If I die at the wheel, call me fate
My weeks and weekdays here will become for you A deferred dream
The bitch apparently wants to fall on my sharpened device
If I cook, then only a fight behind the tombstone
Even a grenade in my hands here instantly becomes tame
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed gender
I was burning exactly Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed gender
I was burning exactly Paul
Face to the floor
Gas only to the floor
While you changed gender
I was burning exactly Paul