Лаки Гёрл Ли - разбиваясь о битон - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Well, first, let's get acquainted with friends

Who am I? Lucky Gerl me.

Today in the hall lovers of hip-hop hip-hop loves and my white priest

Tinars picked a cap in the closet found and drowning in the clothes of the rap for appreciation came

Someone stands in the hall, someone reads on stage

Well, that's enough about it

Let's get closer to the topic

Someone reads slowly, well, and someone fast

and another care as the main thing with meaning,

Someone in the head flies into the text,

It turns out not a track but some kind of dough.

But we love hip-hop, put the soul,

And you can only listen to the viewer.

Don't eat everything in a row

Choose the work

I'll help you rub your eyes

Play words with rhyme selection

confusing like swint bullets

And every day we are getting more and more

In America in Russia in Germany, Poland

love friendship freedom loneliness

We read about what the soul wants

freedom of creativity, freedom of choice of path you chose it here and go and go

And if you are in the hall, then you catch a wave of rap with us with not saturated sips. Breaking about concrete scatter rhymes, every balcony hears how hip-hop we do

Previously, gray quarters

Well, they are born text

A lot of us or a little we are freestyal all together.

Break up in concrete sparkling rhymes hears every balcony how hip-hop we do

Previously, gray quarters

They are stupidly engaged in text

a lot of us or little we will freestal all together

.. MS MS rarely meet Gerl

I don't even know this or FOLS

Female rap is rejected

Type is better to be silent

Yes, envy silently

Learn and do not shout that you are better read

the road to the stage

At what cost break through

You know this price

that you would not really need to read like all the mind

imitating others behave like a herd

And I write from the heart not saying that I am a pro

but to squeeze out of yourself, build it is not my profile

Girls also read and read no worse the main thing to know the price of themselves not to fall face in a puddle

For the honor of confessions, only believe me in my strength

And once you hear that you have read not Hilo

Break in concrete sparkling rhymes hears every balcony how hip-hop we do

Previously, gray quarters

It is stupid to be worried about the text

a lot of us or little we will freestal all together