Сидоджи Дубоshit и Грязный Рамирес - Призма - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I tried so hard to be special in the clan, but you fucked up so that I wanted to jump on the fucking exception to the rules, I left a long way for years and left the barn with vices the same rake, this epic portrait on the stone will not play roles, But the catalyst will play in memory of the Knowledge Co -coordination, the beast, the saturated swamp drops my first step - this is the flight of fantasies in the lessons of music in the primary grade I fucked as in ecstasy "Ava Maria" Schubert, "Angels" Mozart without removing blood from the mouth, I continue to do the holiday, think for yourself what you need, I am an intermediary, I call a tornado, hysteria, in parallels, only there is a charm in it, that it is possible to choke in the world of money. It pulls hands above the hem of the chorus years, I am like a squirrel in a wheel, well, just Fuck everyone who crouched around the neck there. I am still the same lawlessness, among my people as a foreigner, a lover of dirt and a connoisseur of fat asses. My rap is a bastard, I love him for the fact that he inserts you every battles like an elite samet. You know yourself in the soul, but how to understand if your perfect rap is a cliche. I am judged by fans in the shit of rappers, your rap garbage bucket. It seems to me that you are all sucking a dick. Your idols by Joniboy Pizdabola, this is an occasion to deceive your mediocre and smelly broule, I did not throw the words into the wind, if necessary, it was kicked by these home -grown neighbors that the dick fell on the background, saw the truth in the eyes of many, but in the end everything will come to the fact that I will be like I will like it like 2pac shot.