GreatStep - Иран-Контрас
текст песни

On the lands of the RAP homeland at the end of the 20th century
Were scandalously closed, members from the State Committee
The facts are placed by someone during the Iranian wars
Bypassing the American veto, there were supply of trunks and gibleles

But there were motives in addition to profit in complex supplies
Behind the walls of Lebanon in captivity languished, state citizens
In exchange for the cancellation of a blind embargo
We undertook to promise, let them go back

And everything seems to be honest, because it is not the first to give a damn about the law
and for a modest fee, Israel here performed a third party
And Uncle Sam in Domini did not bake and easily
On the wings of the star flag, rockets flew to Iran

And everyone would be silent quietly, but, subsequently devoted to public
The rumor of financial contribution, in former rebels - contrast
The States does not tolerate this, and in linden reports, supposedly
Before choosing a bush in a cage, there are candidates to sit down

chorus:
Without a complex, the kids poked into the air
In the case known as Iran-Contracts
I would like more, but it is impossible here
Blame the guilty of your own space

Reagan Ronald caught during searches
There were North he is Olevir with him the same Jonaton Poindecster
The case of counterparts seemed to be exactly complete
But we all understand how the mail worked here

We are full of analogies with Sadam and Ben Laden
Whose hands the Pentagon and Gemini were blown up
So that there is enough intensity on the basis, the oil was poured into the fire with cubes
And everyone would be satisfied, but suddenly, their business was announced in Iran.

And in order to be noted in front of the people, the leader announces the hunt for everyone who is listed in the reports
3 billion and over the years was washed in order to remind
Which of the 300-A guilty 2 found guilty ..

2 part

Your voices on bits are empty like your throne
Tons of bastards daguda was known here
Putami raP, the battlefield is ready
Supports are knocked out, coma - here it only expects
But such pressure, apparently did not wait for the sea
Clones, iconiames putting this onion grief
Kali Kalo you put a clan on the mountain
Paths, remember, too, I am also not a bast

In order to cut your manner here on the topic
You put the words in the bunch by boom in a boom
I wrapped in races, they say they go for a name here
But I still try to stop me here

I am in 100 battles like a shadow, and my scope is great
And between the walls I enter the doors, I am a slippery type
But for me there are no tears, I will grieve you again
Your favorites in a couple again demolish the word from the floor


You were naught in my victory, ordered the paths to stomp the left
But on the battle, I survived the field, and my clatter is also heard
In terms of meaning, your work is funny and all the words are streams
Choose your fate, alas, shame or flood

Everyone kept repeating around, Kraim in Battle I poison
But Dagude will be like a classic and high
On the assignment you can’t mow under me, oh
After all, without a style, I enthusiastically, my Floo on the bits, ha ha.

chorus:

This riot will not let me go in a column
The circulations under the wall of posts will plow
But I know who is the best, I'm sorry but rightfully
I got into the topic, so wait for the failure

Let Krym’s caps, vocals are cleaner than my, but alas
On the battles so far only Schlah on the bats flew from him
If a defect in my poems is a French accent
Then your defect in a laid nose, and a minimum opened

In addition to tight on the dubs of the syllable, you have not seen anything on yourself
And for your singing in the battles strictly, you are nominated only for Madame
And in order to ask me here to wind it on the mustache, I will not give up like that
On the bits I don’t have a coward, I will be painted pain in the gums of Fasts because it is not just me to wrap you
There is no resentment of anger that your passage is everywhere
As evidence to everyone,
Well, since you're here, it means that the braid will fly on a stone
Let them be either Blank, or this burry type

I am early to give up here, if the shaft
You can boast on the network, they say it was not so drained
But I'm equal here with selection, with the task of the round you are
On the theme of the complex of Oedipus, I already threw up skis

My principle on the battles is not to whine about losses
Your principle is to lose, in the news of the week
I aimed the sight on the fifth, but I knocked you a focus
Not magical before me