.OTRIX - Dr. Pepper
текст песни

1. In every house my Flow, which will shove your top 100
Things to the maximum - non Stop, we charge like a current show
I see that you are a circus wiggers, not a battle, you are low, quiet - so slow
Primitive game and a minimum of strength, but you will all see who could

Russian rap is an entrance rabble, a shadow of ambitions, there is no demand
These stars do not decorate the sky with a rotten face
Everything is so frail, punch is not exported, rhymes - nonsense
Everything is visible here, friend, through and through. You are all bulls, I am Travis Scott

We bazaars of reptiles on the drum, karma will pile on them on the crop
We would like a navara as appropriate, let them die, not hoping
We are confident to the purpose of the scheduled, we know that it is not for nothing that we are tushing the burden here
Fuck tear -stained waffles, overboard their ladies, show them how to do it

Verse 1:
You need a strong antidote to take out this shit
Complex choice, if that: fluoxetine or psychosis
Here once, two, three and you are out of the window, freed from care
Solve: either you are a hero, a guy, or you are nobody

Chorus:
The most angry region, our Tao is to fuck hip -hop
This is a craft in life, who is looking for blood, he will find
To make it more interesting to throw the needles into this stack
Let them be happy to find my pitchfork there - Ribbentrop

Verse 2:
We are the strangest children of the era, and you will digest it while we are here
Children who, after Burrose, thump the detachment and by taverns
We are here children who are not ready to surrender to years, led to the rules
Children who are a month of children here, for fun, shouting at the camera

Bitch, you know what is dangerous to you here, as long as my skinny mouth fells on the bit this
I raise my banner over their heads while you roll down
And we do not need to prove something, we are doomed to success
It is uninteresting to win, because victory is the enemy of war

Everything is on the Battlah, everything is in the ring, who is the last, who is the leader here
Each mega MC in a video with a pack of cash on the printer
Kisov, girls in the cadilla to make a picture
To seem to the herd - everything is for rent and loans

All-all-all or nothing, we would have to get out under the sun
Glock, four hundred rounds, - you hear, son, I am the son of Hu Cho
A backpack with death on the shoulder, like Virginia in the spring -
I will return all these holes their 2007