Klava Bravo - Ни слова о мести - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Once. This is Sasiskabatle.

Aga.ag.

This is the first round, the first round.

No, I'm not from childhood on the battles, I am writing texts in a dressing gown,

Say, this should be thrown to you sharply a grenade.

But the flattery is not enough

Disadari climbed pushing the vibrator into the hole

You reported all your words in the entrance to the guys.

I am not a fucked innovator, my tracks are how to drive a blade with a blades, like a kid’s collection of gaskets or warm up in coolness

How to accumulate on Lexus. Or dress in Prado.

What is the KLAVA Versus? After all, you are "Gangste Madafaka" !!!

I’ll pass it on the heels there. I have been the shores and for centuries Ham- this is a love of the floor of the stage for me. I brought you to tear and metal, wow!

You flew out! And your whole crowd, clan

All your tracks of Kormlan are a mountain of shit!

Everything that he gave broken there was cracked.

I carry a garbage like a drunken Tamada, but not a word about revenge.