ST1M, СД feat. Слава КПСС, Замай - Черный бумер
текст песни

I fly into the synagogue,
I cut off your m ## e g #### u
I can kill you with any flow
Like a food cort, he made a cutlet on a hot
I am Jude Low, e#u in the mouth of everyone
Who did not believe in me here
Antihape - a new trend, like rap, like no
Russian punk, zombies on sides
Like "Left 4 Dead"
And let it sound uncomfortable
Legends for yards, as if we are the candy "Turbo"
Kurva! Like Pierre Woodman Yu on you
Immediately, if there is a bully, I take NAPAS
Pulse drum, cult of Varavva
Let the paramagon here in a hurricane
The couples are worsening the vaporizer
And there is no currency question
I dream without show -offs, like a Russian sailor
Power. And it is not clear in any way
Either the executioner, or the nanny dictator

Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer

I am a seditious poet, like Talkov, only alive
Antihape, NS-REP, here is the Poland section
So it is better to save parity
There are no innocent here, at night the Polytechnic
On ## th everyone! So the three of us remained
My area sings in unison
This music, I will die for it, if suddenly
Then I will run to the ground like Durso, this is definitely not juice
So many things have already been and will be (brother)
Stop dulling, we are adults
Nerves to hell, "Makarov" my anti -stress
On ## th "Boomer", the integral paid "Mercedes"
Totenkopf on his hand, someone's corpse turned white
Outside the Lucifer window, Mickey Mouse was gay
Battle REP - hypocrite, overhape for people
Listen to my rap, no songs worse

Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer

Black "funnel" will take me to the bar
It's like Uber Black, but I don't know for sure
And strictly speaking, I am strictly on ##
Let them say: "We cannot avoid the deadline"
We wrap it like the last day
Our Light Walks Rights Theater
The sun will do my bone skeleton
But only after everyone is sober up
This is a damn wheel, the road to the "Dead Season"
Count our bodies, my dear auditor
There are three in the back seat, nobody ahead
And we go to Russia, as if a bun
I answer my head, I'm the most patriot here
And so she jumped straight to the scaffold
How to live, boys until you died?
Only a black boomer will take this thought

Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer
Black boomer

So. Stop, stop, stop, stop
My verse is not enough, e!

Antihape. The flight is normal, like in etihad
We decide to take into account: these to paradise, these in hell
I'm not antique, on ## th you brought me a rap
You saw success, just like I live t-Rex
Here are the cross! Look, do not cut yourself yourself
Once ## bee all your part, like a drunk landing
Rap under the bit wrote and dancing Break Scha
Blow more sharply, here they will give a crack
OU Shit, Steam drags more! RUSREP, flutter!
You are a macho, but only yours chose a course of dick for men
Take me a coachman, a black boomer under the ass
Even the strongest nut will be chewed
Headshot. We are a crowd over your shobla laugh
For the sake of the hype, you merge and wives
If not a dude, against my background you are so and so rag
Yes, you yourself understand this