Динар Габидуллин - FL studio 5
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And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.
But do not go out of the skin,
The same sky, the same credo, Bigga than Ben, Corruption demo gave.
We here seems fucked up,
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence,
And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.

Oxxxymiron:

It used to be like: The logic of war,
Either we are, that's someone else's, that's my,
Fronts are divided, all is simple, crystal clear
All that was yesterday - it does dedsad and nurseries,
Not now!
After all, the farther, the more fucking subtexts,
On both blades, in the sandbox has been closely
Here, like this: In each box a double bottom,
Each house has a back door and into the hold of a secret door
Power - this is the gear for renoplastikoy,
Fingers on the joystick and you're part of it,
And then you do not thin troll
There is whether the drug cartel, whether drug control.
And the virgins are watching eye of Yoko Ono,
A cocoon lokonav fly, as Laocoon
Hundreds of puzzles, which then Mordor, Shire,
Around one Sudoku-shifters ..

And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.
But do not go out of the skin,
The same sky, the same credo, Bigga than Ben, Corruption demo gave.
We here seems fucked up,
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence,
And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.

OCHER:

What do you see for my grimace,
For make-up, hooded, black-and-white mask,
Behind a pseudonym, for mime, for meme,
Back-MS, indistinguishable from the gray masses?
Or grin curve from nowhere
In search of raw materials at you sharpening tooth 32
Lybu woeful existence grin Augur
Intrigues Cheshire tramp from ear to ear
Daaaaa, all of which I, inquisitive son,
Daaaaa, I figure, a collective image,
Daaaaa and you have unconsciously created,
Enough with you, now I'm an independent monster.
Security - a rare bird, if God RA,
Accurate as the tradition of (B \ B), ocher,
And I detya primordial chaos,
This little world Faustopodobny me dildo.

Chorus:

And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.
But do not go out of the skin,
The same sky, the same credo, Bigga than Ben, Corruption demo gave.
We here seems fucked up,
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows, lies and decadence,
And so every day,
More money, more things, more than virgins, greater demons.

Oxxxymiron:

Hero - glory, Thief - mountains of gold,
Conservative same-sex marriage and Naked Lunch,
And I would only witch doctor, were doctors,
But there was something sticking out of the back:
I either angel, or Brontosaurus.
We are in the throne rooms,
but the barons and vassals of Belshazzar
You will start up at the blue fat,
All Caudle overboard, I'm not Europe and NATO,
But the fifth year, I'm Russian hip-hop west.
I said hold inheritance, but I'm in the buff,
I manage razebat Cadillac,
READ it Alexandre Dumas,
Exit, as if nothing had happened and say, "How are you?"
Famy let unbelief whine
Fuck me your labels: we are building an empire from scratch and forever,
While Fenrir sky with a leash not later
Bringing down shone as stucco from the ceiling.