Adamant - На зло - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

My product does not blow you up the smoke, and all your phrases about me - in vain, by! MSI is trying to climb higher, but fall down, remaining again in the outsider list, scouring! I do not play the games "from and to", I will drag you to hell with me, the principle of dom! No, scour! I need more your dreams for food, you copy for a dream, I buy Gandon for her! Your lady is in shock! After all, I am the one who makes the muscle cooler than blackness! Get ready for the storm, because in the end I need to blow more here, my fucking hall! I need more a buzz - you are more than Philok, and we are only diverging with you in one, your incentive is only loot and sex, and my incentive, only to be the best for you all wise! I have to remove you all with my muscle, Beach! Throw your text, my cock, your microphone. And you again dreamed that he sat on the throne, remember the bastard! I'm here, only to you in spite! The phrases catch you like a pit bull, I let go, like fakes, remaining at the top. Not remaining in the trend, because this is not my flight, your voice from the speakers sounds like, the dumb sings. I know the price, you have a fix price, in my life, if a fix, more likely more, Mix Fit. No, I'm not a snub, not Fifty Beach, know, and you could become a little richer, but I do not see your personality. To pacify you according to all the criteria, my styja steam switch here is pumped up, like a creature to fuck what was sitting on me, in a bar. And fuck your world on the joke, looking high, because I tried to be like everyone else, you tried to be like me! I need more buzz - you have more Philoke. And here we are only diverging with you in one thing, your stimulus is only loot and sex, and my incentive, only to be the best for you all wrestings! I have to remove you all with my muscle, Beach! Throw your text, my cock, your microphone. And you again dreamed that he sat on the throne, remember the bastard! I'm here, only to you in spite!