Ваня ESK - Финал Rapoffbattle7 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Someone who knows that in parallel with the two years that I spent on the battles there was still one of my stories I, I tidied a resemblance to them ....... the worst thing is ... the final

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Feel, calm down in front of the storm

Do not bother, vices enter my world

I am a crypt by a make -up koktel

It's time to go into the uncovered bun

We are like miracles in the field but a sect

On the drum bankrupt sector

I spent the whole summer

at least it is not enough to melt time like snow

fly away, I tried, honestly

But my father would not approve me

He taught him to be persistent walking

and I have not at least the actor but showed myself

Now I seem to be omnipotent

the body is a mortal to sleep and the shower for plowing

It's not even about his massif

I want to be a hero with a stretch

Up the impulse of the layouts of menor notes

After all, how I am a prison for a minefield - an idiot

The rates are made to wait for the verdict of all -powerful

I am wildly disgusted to me that I can't influence the decisions

He remained infantile

Am I unpredicting? No not controlled!

you find logins and passwords to the body

An avalanche will cover the abundance of dirt

that my wretched mind has accumulated over the years

pray pray prayed run run

You didn't expect and you did not expect

that I am used to this rack

And in the clip a bunch of ideas

I can not believe me

but differ from the bodies from people

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And the breath is time

Double in the final

But with the bifurcation of my

more people

Here I am so kind

I'm so angry

And you are so naive

It is clear to the hundred

what clicks on the stop

Anyone who does not soar as a caliber

Filigreean game but to fight on an equal footing

I have to be like Vitsin

Margunov and Nikulin from the screen

The wound is stealing

I'm sorry I was a ram when it was silent

Finally, the mother warms the soul

You can be smart and cunning but will go away

Dartanyan without three musketeers

After all, the picture was written by Livitan

And I am like a lomantine but was so small a whale

abrasion and swearing obscenities

plus it is not clear about the chom says this body

Are you tired of reading between the lines?

I'm sorry, I will throw a transcription into a comment under the track

it was possible to stand and I will not fly

But I will like Kruzak Fupers I will give Maskvich

Roben Hood and Grings

After all, I shoot aptly but not on the shoulder

Visavi to get up and yes a friend without offense by the way

the world give the world and do not change the soul to the body

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Know, honestly did not think that there would be the finale

but a friend if I was here, he suffered him

And my whole country is like an asshole Satan

I prophesies victory but so hard

burden of shepherd Vanya Poddurkov Vinya

Relash the veins in the bathroom or the world change

The price of the body is even super, even the mini is so high

but no one has delved into morality

I want to be the only reject me a herd

Routine is ritual from the very start

at least with Mazhet something is similar, but everything is

Drugs I have different varieties

The poetry of golden times is closer to me

And you write fits sticking tons into the tons ring

Akayannes we both went far

Theaters hello curtain and bow

I wanted to say a lot, thanks to everyone who supported me, only it is sad from the fact that this is the finale and therefore the end, it remains to believe only that the end is the beginning of something ... dawn, which means ..... before meeting at dawn

Vanya ESK, LTS