ZipritoR feat. Kalibro - ребёнок
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Забей на всё плохое,ведь есть же мечты на свете.
А цветы жизни это только дети.
Если б беременные женщины не пили, не курили тогда на свете было бы больше детей,но им плевать на это,они умеют делать только себе же лучше,в истериках от таблеток орут он мне не нужен!Когда ребёнок один где алкаши родители?Если я вас оскорбил то простите вы.Я вот спросить хотел,если ребёнок вам ручкой машет вам на душе разве не будет караше,он свой рисунок покажет,может о чём расскажет от своей маленькой души,а вам не стыдно разве?Вы положили на его жизнь швы!Вы думаете не больно?Но во все не так,да есть дети в мире у которых рак,вы хотя бы их пожалейте и дай те им пятак!Их отцы день и ночь вкалывают не затак один из них бурлак умер там на волге,долгие,его мучения набрать деньги на лечение!А вы зверьё паршивое,вас бы взять из кабинета и выкинуть за шиворот,переворот через стол,эти дети добрые не скажут вам спасибо лет через сто!Они играю в волейбол,баскетбол,футбол,а вы сидите,и на едаете живот меня только душевный,и добрый человек поймёт!
Да ладно я согласен,и это единогласно мы читаем рэп для детей без мазы,браза нам кидают сигналы с базы,мы здоровые дети и благодарны этому когда то бог богословил идти по пути не запретному,мы помогаем бедным и бездомным тоже они где то на свалках делают себе спальное ложе.
А олигархов,бизнесменов мы проберём до дроже,и не острите ножи вы поднимаетесь только все на лжи у вас нету вариантов кроме варианта джи,Луиджи художник из бразилии мы делаем то что в силе,у бедных там семей остались только тонкие нити,а мы раскрасим вашу жизнь яркими цветами в палитре!Ну вы нам веру в удачу и чудеса верните,если оскорбили то простите
Forget everything bad, because there are dreams in the world.
And the flowers of life are only children.
If pregnant women did not drink, then they would not smoke more children in the world, but they do not care about it, they can do it only better, I don’t need it in hysterics from pills! When the child is one where my parents are drunken? If I am? You were insulted by sorry, you wanted to ask, if the child waves you a pen on your soul, he will show his drawing, maybe what will tell about his little soul about, but you are not ashamed of? You put the seams on his life ! Do you think it hurts? But in everything is wrong, but there are children in the world who have cancer, at least pity them and give them those nicknames! Their fathers are working on the day and night, one of them Burlak died there on the Volga, long , his torment to gain money for treatment! And you are a lousy animal, you would take you from the office and throw it out at the neck, a coup across the table, these kind children will not say thank you in a hundred years! They play volleyball, basketball, football, and you are sitting , and at the food you eat only my soul, and a kind person will understand!
Come on, I agree, and this unanimously we read rap for children without a mase, Brus gives us signals from the base, we are healthy children and grateful this when God had a chance to follow the path not forbidden, we help the poor and homeless people somewhere on landfills They make themselves a sleeping bed.
And we will take the oligarchs, businessmen to a wander, and do not cut the knives you rise only all on lies you have no options except the JI option, Luigi artist from Brazil we do what is in strength, the poor families have only thin threads, and we paint Your life is bright flowers in the palette! Well, you will return the faith in good luck and miracles, if you insulted it, forgive me
And the flowers of life are only children.
If pregnant women did not drink, then they would not smoke more children in the world, but they do not care about it, they can do it only better, I don’t need it in hysterics from pills! When the child is one where my parents are drunken? If I am? You were insulted by sorry, you wanted to ask, if the child waves you a pen on your soul, he will show his drawing, maybe what will tell about his little soul about, but you are not ashamed of? You put the seams on his life ! Do you think it hurts? But in everything is wrong, but there are children in the world who have cancer, at least pity them and give them those nicknames! Their fathers are working on the day and night, one of them Burlak died there on the Volga, long , his torment to gain money for treatment! And you are a lousy animal, you would take you from the office and throw it out at the neck, a coup across the table, these kind children will not say thank you in a hundred years! They play volleyball, basketball, football, and you are sitting , and at the food you eat only my soul, and a kind person will understand!
Come on, I agree, and this unanimously we read rap for children without a mase, Brus gives us signals from the base, we are healthy children and grateful this when God had a chance to follow the path not forbidden, we help the poor and homeless people somewhere on landfills They make themselves a sleeping bed.
And we will take the oligarchs, businessmen to a wander, and do not cut the knives you rise only all on lies you have no options except the JI option, Luigi artist from Brazil we do what is in strength, the poor families have only thin threads, and we paint Your life is bright flowers in the palette! Well, you will return the faith in good luck and miracles, if you insulted it, forgive me