Anno Domini Beats - Friday - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The points of the road, and this is how these verses are born, are clear to few, for torn bits,

Leaving the dusk, out of complete darkness, without flattery and other cocks.

Motivation about something to write, not to be cool, and do not know the camuto to prove, the table is a laptop, a handle note, I give out what has accumulated over the years, I can not be silent, how a bitch can suck a dick, I offer pedophiles to castrate an ax, let it be. Samad, and they will put me, but I will know, minus one bastard, and someone’s child will sleep tightly.

Ebanatians are in power, all so correct, in life is not dedicated, mother's fagots, that thieves in the law are deputies, they know how to fuck themselves in practice, starting the war in themselves, tears of mothers on a lifeless body, their son will not replace your son Rotten venues,

All the bitch boil ends with patience.

These are the poet of the poet not born in the ghetto,

Tell me what is the power of the brother, I’m about this now, I really have pistols, ordinary people are for me, our coins are for you, and fuck you show yourself a bitch where are you?

There is no dough, there is no education, and what is it right, on the TV advertising we buy knowledge, the hysteria from the poor mother, the child should study, for the sale of the hut, and still be treated, lung cancer, and in the collarbone.

And he is sitting pleased in a soft chair, he fucks that Kama is painful, he was inope from childhood, the dad had the mayor, his son is now Lexus, he was fucking mare, broody brides, he forgot about the gandon, Dad Help Mi, as the puppy howled.