Nikita Alphavite - Эдипов комплекс
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I feel like a Guf, because I was buried alive,
and do not ask who I am, to cough up blood
me nauseated, as scary opponent psyched
We will understand what's what, now I will thy psychologist

you can see a particularly notorious
and hid the face of all four seasons
and he scattered obscenity aside
forehead in Tanir, teeth in the siphon,

Your trump card - the people love clowns
your teaser here unfounded
you are met with laughter and laughter,
flock to be true usually pohuyu

but all fans are extremely excited
and sitting at a desk repit ballads
they are so fond of this Battle
I touched their heads: dandruff, acne

it is only recently crept
from the warm, sheltered vyginy their mothers,
but again the dream to jump back
This form of the Oedipus complex

appearance opponents - it is important to clearly
you can see so much good taste to boys
but hidden desires muzhelozhtsa grieve
so bashful eyes hiding behind his sunglasses

I did not volunteer, I need nalik and check,
I complexes due form, he is like a small penis,
and let me not believe thousands of forum dogs
but my people are with me, and it means that we have all ...

fuck, we dance!
Th do not hear anyone say
We drained, but we still continue lomimsya
pour it on me all the complexes and children's grievances
your mom will say, son, be ashamed asshole

but who are you? why would you leave us alone?
by pizdabolstvu Battle - it's like playing God.
try to fuck with my pain,
because I have this bit of text over nakidal blood

I do not ask for mercy, I hardy Devil
like cockroaches in my head or in my dorm,
I'm a lucky son of a bitch, but the case sometimes ruthless
but my rap bitches so beckons and seduces even though it

because if not klerosil and rap, I would die a virgin,
Thanks to these songs, for intimacy with your bride
Yes, I have no press, no mode for charging,
but your friend beckon my folds of fat,

Flattered attentively devchenok
do you know what I mean?
and when my Mike included,
I feel like I'm black

standing on the stage - a happy childhood
"Ebash like a demon" - whispered to my heart
realized in the hallways is not so interesting,
and together we climbed to Everest

perezzhaya from place to place
I struggled with depression through songs
I believed and lived only sometimes in texts
and honestly, I have to fuck fame

you it is sick, but the audience is clear:
you take the role of cannon fodder,
and better not try, because then there is no chance
as a castrato, fuck

but I wave to you by a dick in front of his nose,
Tell your Mamula as a teenager hacks tough
Yes, even though I grew up in the nineties in the Bronx,
but me more hip-hop than your ebannyh stars
it is nonsense to you, but for me it's just ..

fuck, we dance!
Th do not hear anyone say
We drained, but we still continue lomimsya
pour it on me all the complexes and children's grievances
your mom will say, son, be ashamed asshole

but who are you? why would you leave us alone?
by pizdabolstvu Battle - it's like playing God.
try to fuck with my pain,
because I have this bit of text over nakidal blood

My mother passed away when I was eight
ten years since I had accumulated so much in anger
and not for me to read to you about the Oedipus complex,
This cocksucker unfamiliar teenager

for my life, you do not drop not sharish for my pain,
so better watch your tongue comrade
frankly disgusted to talk to you about it
because you give me just an opponent, it is not more than Battle

I uzhayus people, it does not cost anything,
obscenely so hands to touch the most sacred
Is it worthy of winning?
Battle Battle, but stay you damn man!