140 BPM CUP - GoKilla X Timo
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I somehow didn't even think to be different
Hiding jacket under the jacket, muddy type
While Pottit Zalupno-Fashionable, recharging the hotels under the bit
And squeezing into this world Grime, My Fire
Caravan goes forward, dogs bark
As ahead of ahead, I do not understand
As they appear in the mouth, genitals appear
I, like Nikolaev Igor, there are 5 reasons
You will define your rap, you need to turn on the brain
This is a Punchline shooter, picked up the keys
Does your ass broke the door to your chip
Flying without a knock, it's a demon, bitch
Your chica loves your rap only without sound
With us she was more fun, when we were on the phone hearing the voice: "Where are you, bitch?"
These pedals at my feet
And while they drag the advanced standard
But not yet hung on a nail kimono
Do not go home this fucking bun, yaw
"You copy Cheney" - I am a copywriter
So do not leach, here is all cards on the table
I threw a summary at Headhunter
Dolbaeb i don't bayer
And migrant worker!

Fucking Pedic, Your Grime is not Ready
Thick, nyashny, like Teddy Teddy
Zalyuch car - your menu on "copper"
After all, such as you I fucked in Bishkek
Fuck on Battlah, fuck on the fest
You are not like an anniversary, there are no aggression in you
Throwing a stick like a muster yani
Fuck your mother, you will beat Humi
A knock on the ass - this is your BPM
Your chick fuck through polyethylene
Under the track "Marabu" ATL
Add to cart Balls like a NBA player
Rope rap games? We have this technique
I gathered a lot, and she is in the mask of technology
Guys cry, but I'm not sorry for them
After all, last time I was a gigan
Fucking hole, her fucking Khovansky
You wore her vagina to restoration
It seems to ask, but you are so alien
Why does this bitch call you "Chushka"?
Chushka, understood?
Your friend is blue, you fuck Dalonik
He removed the panties, his sword is shared
You call it to treat your tailbone
Treat your clench
On the bits I will treat your tailbone
How don Dihydon will beat on the cheeks
Let you not face, but splun, I finished!

Rotten punch'i, shit rhymes
Caught you in a circle like Ult Enigma
Your vidos like a battlefield
But, fuck, I knew the book is better than the film
Hey, Pidrila, Grime Rapkin
You wanted in the top 8, and got into teremok
This territory is for me for a little gnome
I flew like a dragon in erebor
Brrrah, Crocodile style
Devouring your rap like gourmet fecalia
You read so fast, Flow - poverty
DoubleTime is a grime smokers
My Freestyle is a grime elite
Did not take the Kazakh, here is a small fag
I took tickets, flew to Russia
Dick Kazakh, Kyrgyz dragging
Without passing psyched pines
Explosion on the bit, envy IHIL
It's Click-Clack-Bang, beaties yes bruises
Your brother - player playing blue whale
I caught a rooster, it is a GRIME legend
Angry Nigerok only on Weekend'am
Style, not a translation
Take, take a bolt
You are all like one, as if mannequins
Bitch!

Flying into the bit, does not hide my style
These rapper remained children
I hide candies, knives, pistols
When you're visiting, turn on the cartoon
Bear gamut plus Coca-Cola
Pokemon on maps, floor deck
We played hands, but the coup of this card
Will deprive you just half a deck
You are not Battle, Timo, you are studio worm
And no more than just a dear person
After all, instead of calling you a bold "Dick"
I will just say "member"
Your voice like a loik theme
Panci - Cal, Pisyun, like a rabbit
Smoke swollen like in that video
Fucking, bro, you would die from blow
Here on the CD MY FLOW gives pussy
Children under five advise to listen to your fucking right rap
I'll throw off the treatment for those who say:
"Timo, ku, bash for clipping"
Unshakable like steel
But today he snaps here like cookies