Г.РВАНИНА,ДУБАС - В ПОТОКЕ ГАБАРИТОВ
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I fly avenue in the stream of dimensions
My rhymes are taken into one gate
Hooves are shot down and topics are eventually beaten
When the sun goes out, you will not see the credits
I do not intend to broadcast to you on complex shoes
Hold the smoke in the lungs, and yourself in your hands
Roosters from under the shirts of fictitious those who rock from under the tishka are torn
I have nothing to exchange my family fucking
But if you dibah, then blame yourself for yourself
I add a pace to all stuck on evil
How not to fool around not to say two words at the same time
Microphone of the membrane throw rhymes ...
Kofsha Product shakes like resuors
This message to my fathers is addressed
I need eternity to read enough
Barki ka from my metaphone outlook
On this minus, the nasal plus is published
For trained poodles, indicative performances of reading are better than a mental recipe ...
I'm not one of those who will whip off your ears
Higer your troubles
Another year has passed, the arrows are hiding
I hear this ticking when it becomes quiet

The watch hid inexorably
Holy Voditsa loomed to me
We sit with boys at raspberries
So far in the capital of the Guri and Livni
And we covered in flat lines
Dubas my name will shoot surname
Plots real films tape
Give us war, not a truce
In this world, I, in this world, YOU
She is mine, but what is mine
Do not strive to raise a million here
My what was drunk, I don't need what yours
One calley, I love my area
He does not divide, he divided with a homeless
First place family, I do not like lies
Huyovo if units are zero
Ham Style is heated
I did not try on the crown and was not a king
This is not a bit, but a hip hop reservoir
From the Moscow Ring Road from the very edges you sing again
Grateful for acquiring here
There are many fucking vehicles
Tails or Eagle, get drunk by
Only boiled chubby will not understand