DLD - Кровь и Песок - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You are stealing my texts, you are a bookworm, there is no God, those who do not yet have faith.

I took my opponents out of the battle and walk safely, I’m not a sculptor, but I’ll try to make all of you.

My tongue committed suicide, because it’s suspended, half a battle of fucking hipsters, fucking fashion. QUIET

You really should be quieter, because it’s not uncommon for guys to come out with a broken cabin, a dose of sterilization into your gate.

With each track, as with the verse, a new piece of shit, sorry, but the muse forgot morality fae, aye, you promised me problems, yes, but where??!

I don’t pay attention to the wounded people, even though they protest against me as if they were Lutherans.

I don’t read fast, I’m like fike And, rapper, a down jacket instead of a sweatshirt, I walked through the battle only blood and sand on my Nikes, behind me there’s a bunch of dead people, although not in Jamaica.

I don’t read fast, I’m like fike And, rapper, a down jacket instead of a sweatshirt, I walked through the battle only blood and sand on my Nikes, behind me there’s a bunch of dead people, although not in Jamaica.