Букер Д. Фред - раунд 3 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I am in Graim - this is illegally. You are in Graim - it is non -voiced. You have a booze in your hands. Hey, sucker, do not stand a pillar, go to us. Wai! I pierce you with a skewer. The skin gets off, it's like a resort. What a fuck exam, you need a lesson! My trunk is in your mouth, I am switching a trigger. Ah! You are sick, probably. It seems that you want to be the first. But the brother from you flows from under you. Sorry, but along the way you are a bad shawarma. Che serious, just quit! You are stuck in your teeth like Flostik. Kostya, fucking, look for you only a handful of earth. You're not just understanding a worthless wretched fucker, brother, I don’t want to say anything, but the piss on you means just to translate the urine. My Tusa is waiting for a new battles, your tusa is waiting for a camming out. While your dad kisses your hat, Glory kisses my hat. Part 2 you eat shit, you're shit. Sow the dicks, you are a cockyss. I have enough imagination just sorry to spend even a game of words on you. Of course, you are cool MC in this believe your mother and chick, but I am an exemplary one for 140. You wipe my dirt from the sneakers. Know your place a fucking mediocrity. Remember who put you on a stake a year ago. Today I am ready to repeat this promenade. I'm glad, I'm finging. You are ballast, this is understandable. I am ready to cut down the bit right now and arrange a classic battles on facts. But you are unlikely to take out. Na-ki, bite, a shavka with a leash. Scalpel Floo, your scalp on the floor. I went into your house with a white walker. In these catacombs I am Killer Krok. The first time, but fucking experienced. If you did not know, BPM means a pussy bouquer.