163ONMYNECK - Амур
текст песни

Oh my god, who do you look like boy?
I fucked you in the mouth boy
You're a fucking sucker boy (You're a fucking sucker boy)
I don't even know you
A stone hangs on a chain
I don't trust this bitch
No, I don't trust that bitch
Not sure about her loyalty
You are warm, you did not grow up in poverty
I was born to make style
(I'm out to do the style)
I'm sick of your appearance
I'm burning, there's no tenderness in me
Our communication may become rare
(I want to forget you. Let's go)
I can lay like this forever fucking
Until my heart gets up, it’s hard to sleep, my brain is filled with darkness
Tell me honestly where and with whom
I don't support Winchester
Fucking woodpecker, you're a fur guy
(Wool, wool)
Lonely anywhere
An hour feels like a hundred months
All the evil cannot fit into one track (Evil, evil)
One fucks the other one gets mad
The one who has no jealousy will win
This is my hour of honesty (You, You)
Everyone wants to be a rapper now
People have no need for them
You are of no value
(Losses, useless)
The microphone is impregnated with evil spirits
The wardrobe is not filled with filth
I don't live in the unknown (Hey, hey, ooh)
Check out my recipe for freshness
You can grab my insolence
32 on my jaw (32 on my jaw)
Skill will lead you to success
My flow is the spirit of infinity
Served it to a guy with no limbs
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?What is he doing?
What is he doing?