Арирон A.k.a. Нелюдимый - Дисс 1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Hello, opponent. We lie down on the booth, close the eyes. A pair of oolchiki and go home. The product is strong, but with the strongest mental deviations, you are spelled out. It will hurt a little. Lying ...

I read the rept, as an adept calls the demon.

Your track sounds like a re -reader Alegrova.

I just started reading, your chiki has a drooling.

Just took up the knife, and your eyes run.

I know all the steam words from the slang of repera.

You sleep, not knowing that I am driving a nail into your coffin.

And this will be your sweetest dream, only until you are downstairs and oxygen ends.

... you sleep ... you sleep ... this is your nightmare ...

You twitch, choke, cry, mumble, swear obscenities, beat your fists on the lid, but it's too late, because you will remain in it forever. It’s better to just humble yourself, give your worthless life to Morpheus, crumbling, in convulsions and crying like a sick baby on the operating table, while I slowly cut out your lung with a scalpel.

I will scatter your guts, and the spruce branches.

Well, what fell silent, Syko? I suppose it’s really bad?

Hide under the blanket of the house, and leave the nightlight.

However, my Cerberus is already clinging to your throat.

Not fir and do not try

Do not try to twitch

Just lower your hands

And letting go of blood.

His grip is dead, like a bear’s trap.

And my style jumps as quickly as you are on Bati Member.

I will not feel sorry for you at all, I enjoy the human suffering, and you are only waiting for a chilling bony hand of a grandmother with a scythe, close your eyes and sleep calmly, pseudoreperes writing your disits under a needle.

You sleep in the same bed with a very smelling Uzbek,

I sleep on ashes and bones, in the moonlight.

I do not swear obscenities, a very kind guy.

But in the back the knife will be planted with the devilly pleasantly pleasant.

Your girlfriend dreams of me at night.

And you jerk off in the photo in the photo of a dead grandmother in the entrance.

I absolutely do not give a damn about all your answers.

Answer with dignity, the rector. Try it, do it!

But you still have no chance ... True, a nasopharyngeal?

You can continue to kiss the hach into the pubic antennae.

You can continue to swim in the bathroom.

You are a kaprofil, what an abomination! I am disgusting to bathe you ...

I am an immoral type, there is always braid with me and a bat.

And you are gerantofil, your Madame is the gear of the cellulite.

I feel sick when I see you like.

Do not tear yourself away with the answer, honey! Do not earn a hernia!

Do not let your pants, as often at school you had.

Now you are an adult, it seems, but still remained cattle.

Now you have matured, but as an old man you suffer.

And all your answers are just a miserable imitation.

I would continue to broadcast and tell in more detail.

About what kind of Drishche you are and how the director at school hollowed you.

But time is running out, and people know the truth.

Who defeated in Batle, and who is equated with a mediocre herd.