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If I go back, are you not against my brother?

After all, I rise in front of my eyes - like a wet laminate.

I did not throw my country, do not calm down

After all, you go down before our eyes, like wax from a candle.

Not a portrait of art, you are a cadet, but was blown away, about which Tusa and every Russian reper calls himself the father of Jesus.

Without knowing me, they prepared the sight of your tons, and the Russians shoot at me like a Benzel Washington.

I did everything with the word as with a repita you are an idol, many, well, I look on the walls, you are not so saturated on the stage.

I will not be the next presteen, Shot or Karapin

To be part of this circle, you need to rudely play, highly close your eyes, you have to shit on a friend!

Yes, our life,- Pycho, now you and I must share this jamb like Chece.

Chorus:

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

I feel the hatred of God to us, I still can’t get to the seventh, modest here, the Cossack of Cast rises, there is no mercy, you will pass, but your discs are more tender than a frail ridge, a bicycle or my legs, you have to behave with children like Zhoskaya Autopedic, for six wheels you need strength in the legs, but you have young legs at Blyaka Pancha, he is not a lobster from thought like head lust, fleas.

My wheel is not an auto -vitamin, give us a vitamin, because your track will be in the fog as Bogdan Titomir, for whom you are a parasite, your bitterness is not threatened by a guy you are not without a wheel, like Yakubovich Leonid, a damn wheel instead of a tire of massive rings, you understood my brother, After all, I am the sixth planet from the sun, the planet Saturn. He makes the lyrics of the plax, but I have no time for tears, you are like a restrained huckster - you have no wheels!

Chorus:

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

You have hip hop, you are all hip hopes, then why didn't you go to hiphop.ru? You got bored, you are not hungry not to fuck, we voted for the best of the worst - you are our folk Emsi, I achieve all one, subjected, cold without a collection of stupidly and you are with a folk vote, you have never been the first, but all this is quite sharply, all this is quite sharply, but it is quite sharply, Even on this vote, you got the second place!

Chorus:

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?

My wheel spins without me, without me, where is it going?