KillaGram - Депутат
текст песни

The men sat, thumped in the garage
Warm Friday evening and all on the courage
On a newspaper glasses, in a bottle distillates
On the snack, sour cabbage and carbonate
The silence was broken by the roaring escalad
This is a garage neighbor, comrade deputy
Skorobogatov Alexey Vasilich
Typical representative of United Russia
Great, men! What do you drink, what kind of slag?
And I have Xo Hennessy Cognac here
I am the same as you, a punks from the people
Sometimes there is not enough this as oxygen.
The trophy went not bad from a glass
And about half an hour later the booth began
Huli are you scratching here, trawl?
Would you envy the violin Stradivari
We have seen such. Hello, Party of power
From you fucking good, only misfortune
Yes, all of you are pipidasters and gandoliers
Gang of ghouls, no faith to you
Ryakh pulled off, always happy as a cat
I fuck people, brains fuck us for a year
What kind of comrade are you for us? So shit
Single -mandate polynomial, in your face!

The skirmish began
They knocked on the floor
They beat the deputy with sticks
And he only screamed and cried

The skirmish began
They knocked on the floor
They beat the deputy with sticks
And he only screamed and cried

The skirmish began
They knocked on the floor
They beat the deputy with sticks
And he only screamed and cried

The skirmish began
They knocked on the floor
They beat the deputy with sticks
And he only screamed and cried