QQW X PARAZIT - 666 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

QQW:

This is Outlast rap with necroplasm

The very bowels of the Baracamer on top -tag -bits Like a maniac flood

I took the epilogue and pushed into your company

I am Kassidi and not Eddie Brock

These panchi is not a marriage like a wound in the hut

Here are quanta and darkness on the stage black anti -alert

We will come from the bowels of the water to fertilize the asphalt

Kilometers you will break the dentition

This stuff is impregnated with thick spasm skeptic

Growths or ulcers

Pentogram or sect

Eblanism or label

You added the text to the note when I spun your roulette

Mom wished you to drown

Then your stepfather offered to retire

You are just fagot

Clouding Up for Fukking Ass

Parazit:

I dance in a coma in a coma under a loaf with whores

Your dad writes from AIDS and in Likoz

I bundle you on the cross

Buying nasas?

This is a dildo in a pussy

Morphine injection in a ribosa layer of an evil black and white intransable thunder

I will come to your house under the execution of the metronome I tear the membrane

Paralytic gandon

Fuck in metostasis near ecstasy

Peak of orgasm porn gas

I open the gateway arches, we extinguish under the blues, you sway to a jellyfish in the clay of mountain masses

Flow out of pastes under the layer and in prayer

Golden Fleeconomed Argonaut

I forth the astronaut climbed on her coming

This is a purulent stuff in the eye under the groans of the cash desk mor groove times spasm

I am a killer of children's fears

The moderator of the hard tracts

This is a shooting range of a bullet in Pruff and in the ground is Black Fuck Moon wait for a harpo

The dose of cocaine in the nostril with Staffa I fucked your daughter and got off with a fine

You hear cries of groans nymph

This black cuts them

QQW:

Parasha and rot in your throat drained

Like a voluminous cycal

Your bitch danced on the grave of your grandmother

Opened the vein of spraying with foam like Moreno

This shield is cracking at the seams

Open you are a cover, throw your fingers on Over your brother’s finger and not pop -ups because the white is icing your white apron

You fucking on the street and exploded your puke

In your mouth, Malofya flies like a plane on September 11

You ate a worm and got old in the bath when I sat on your father

I'm not a fan of the pharaoh I'm a fan of a hydropone

Scored the dust of children from the hospital

These dancing gestures prepare your sister for incest

Here is not Ram Digga

Only the pain of little indigo