ТРЕК ДЛЯ ТЕБЯ - СЛУШАЙ ЕПТА... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You said that I disappeared,

But no, I returned

You said that I was tired,

But no, I did not fight,

You said that I melt,

how did Moscow dart

And as if lost Style,

as the voice of Whitney Houston,

As you see with my old style, everything is in order,

Panches are still ebashing as if shocking

What beat in the area of ​​sequers

I fucked like a tank (and here I did not disassemble)))

Do not teach me life, because you only got out, where did you come from?

From mom's uterus

You like to rummage in something for the sake of Ponta (I didn't disassemble again))

Got a dick flew a seal

got a dick refreshered blood clots

You want to catch up,

But how can you catch up with super flow

which drives as if Honda

I am moving myself, I'm also a cormorant, like a bitch, jump on some

I went on stage, you sensed myself not so comfortable

This is not just a track for Ponta,

Each word as Anacond Hahahaha !!

I'm not a child to write such a text, you need two years

And I write impromptu

Chorus:

Send rats under Pyro, all scolds!

My rap Automatic ultrasound, Ryadyayy, sleep with the world!

If i'm at the top then at the bottom

If I'm on the day you are nowhere

Send rats under Pyro, all scolds!

My rap Automatic ultrasound, Ryadyayy, sleep with the world!

If i'm at the top then at the bottom

If I'm on the day you are nowhere

When I near the microphone, in me the devil to her God

My style bites, it is better not to climb a bear in Berloga

My rap like sin, but you download and give up

You wanted to go against Arsi, well suddenly got up for mine, and lost his leg

Take off high, still does not mean to be boss

Take your gore back, go and look at my crossies

I am addict my business, I'm not afraid

It's like a crazy bullet, and not anyone there is a snot

In my hand is not just Mike, it's like a cool

You are all such a man, but under your t-shirt corset

You pour climbers in the pillow, I have a banquet

And this track seems to get sole from the sole

I am for a connection with normal people and do not like gon

You are with good me and I'm good, you come to me with shit, you will go

I will save you not through the door, but through the balcony

Make at least something clown, stop fucked with a computer!

Didbed ??? !!

Chorus:

Send rats under Pyro, all scolds!

My rap Automatic ultrasound, Ryadyayy, sleep with the world!

If i'm at the top then at the bottom

If I'm on the day you are nowhere

Send rats under Pyro, all scolds!

My rap Automatic ultrasound, Ryadyayy, sleep with the world!

If i'm at the top then at the bottom

If I'm on the day you are nowhere

I give it hello to the forums canary, critics from secondary schools, gangsters and fighters for labor, I am against the bees, against dissens, against any shit ... But I did not refuse myself to remind once again who you are !!! Hand!

I press my hands to my people.