Ваня waTS x EYDZHEY - Ответ На Санкции
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They need a battle, meat, they want war
they are a pseudo war, I came to stop them
my panch is katana, I'm a cruel samurai
You are a bronthophobic, I'm your thunder, Fear me

I pour on your sanctions
I don't want to take a powerful track, and was not going to
After all, the battles (causing) I forgot need a track without a mat
And without your criticism, my life without a mat

You can't complete Vanya's task, you will not get into the fifth
yes to me (eruption) and so I have a high title
This battal of Vanya, you need to be impudent
okay, you have a child’s voice

I didn't want to write about the topic at all
just to separate the enemy, hand over the track powerful
But we must try, otherwise the judges will pay
put a low ball, because I don't mean for them

CHORUS

Hinged to write me too lazy here (the scream of the crowd is a lot of cap)
Answer to sanctions, here is such a topic of eeeeeeeeehea

I could stand you, but I don't hunt
there will be no powerful panche, this is the turn I know
I am evil, I show the imperative
this means doing what I say, I say go away

ah you wanted to hold the battles
I am insight, the sign of the highest power, did the man understand ??
I accidentally found a battle, applied for participation
I humiliate the aponent in the track in the second part

I bought kapa from the demon, I congratulate you with him fit
I will find a minus with Slimz, I will sign up, I am famous
This explosion flies into your house
You are scared at night, I'm your secret brownie

Look at Sample Niga, they will find out in America
This is the same Vanya that he reads cool
call me Camoo, the appearance of a famous person
Therefore, do not try, do not pick up the crown

2 verse
Catch staph that will overshadow the dusty speakers.
Dogs, put the eyes on the track with a call.
Run paws to the top - swing barking!
Squeezed with consciousness - the legend of Ilai.

You are not saved by the hook from the demon - put on the helmet.
The voice is gentle and infuriates - the snotty Basque.
We perceive the style of spice - the Ilyusia of the rap.
Your Tyson - Type Save yourself - Ear in a cage.

Sighted, in the interval of Trip, hollow in a nursery.
Having entered the skate system - a response to sanctions.
Jopte Lapulya, up to the crumbs, a minced meat.
Neither the gopnik and your judges are the elders.

The first experience in the Old Church after torn cheekbones!
The corpse is visible after the desk ... below the waist sound ...
A typical battle is so clear to me,
that the plum of Nounim is not like a wound of salt.

I did not want cruelty, but you brought me to it
This is the battle to get out, guess who flew out ???
I exclude enemies from the throne - Elimation
This fight is cruel, like 300 Spartans

I can bypass the rules of Batla, well, I'm cheating
Your text is TOWTOLOGY, this is not a diagnosis of it not to cure it
I sing to everyone, I differ from you
at the same time I begin to strangle, your 1000 phrases

There is a chance that you will fall into the fifth
but 1 out of 100 percent, and then on the bakers
You regress, every new track push back
Perceive such a hap, a disease of my ears