эхопрокуренныхсараев - в моей душе - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I give a cripple, a bag, for money. I would give my life for his death! You are disabled by the first group, and now you are all corpses! Take and tear your teeth, and insert the screws there! Come to our clan, if not a fag! And if a fag, then come for sure, oh how the heart beats in the infantry! That is a strange feeling when the knife is in the blood, and you don’t remember what he did, just how you shit the first white, and the burning department! A fragment of an explosive corps in the basement of the unit to combat the abuse of Islamists! Outside the horizons of hilly, Vyatya Crocodile with their lawyers lawyers. Let's explode in the subway in the name of leaving his eternal form, over the world of higher beings! We need to fuck more substances! From the crocodile, you are already yaishera -shaped, ugly beautiful! This hip for girls is from the highway, and I am so pinched with a knife, stealing for dangerous monkeys and cats! Be ready, as Khachik said, his brother was taken as a basis for the basis. And now I did not get out of the bandages. Fucking you are ahla Mon, whore Mar Mon! Under my Floo, cripples are pushing amon! To grow strong, add Dr. MOM to the crocodile! If I tear your lip to you and pour burning oil there, then you will arouse, fuck it like a pharaoh! I'm going to the platform! In the hands of a pen! Grury as Pieroo! I cook the Nyam from the dung worms! You kick the children like a legless Jew, Isus and Khris Tos, broke the Paltoos, y, altars! Mom loves you, how a black cripple loves to play hockey! Fucking, the oblique looks of the blind, and at work, the cries of dumb! I am always my own among strangers, when with Ruslan was wet, or with a knife I am so fierce, I smoke Spice and in the third minute, in my Dushe, Yeltsin explodes salutes!