Rasta Atlant - Рэпом я болен - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In my life, I found my way, I smoke, I stomp a little and ask? And there is a sense of tin in this is the whole kneading in his pocket in an hour, it disappears from tension. Press, the quality of tin, the amount of express must be used to relieve stress, and wildly fucking to kill yourself and not remember anything okay it is the drag He just loves to be a marathon does not like when someone loves when he is captured by a gasped bit when the kettle is already boiling and when boiling water is already pouring into the brew and in the teeth the jamb is smoking and the draga is scribbling while you are jerking off, I put it on my rapid I damage you shorter the storm, I don’t remember the pitching, I'm one of those people who respect Smok on the tights and do not say excess just understand me for me like a box for Mohamed Ali, here's such garbage children hip-hop mania and I can’t change me in every The text I have to remind you of it differently for you not to understand me, I just let you know who I am, what I am, and how to digest me and what they eat with me at all, fucking like borsch with bread, my uncle again tried to drive a joke, but not everyone I understand me to understand the topic, you should already change the main thing, do not think to change me, otherwise you can brutally suffer for every actions you need to answer who are you, gopnik or hold a bank or just a normal tramp who smokes a drape through a jamb like this, for every jamb, we will punish you In my Repe, I give you this by the way, by the way, what I still wanted to say, I do not personally do stupidly to all the bastards who sang for me, I hope I will support me, who is always a mountain for me, but a couple is difficult for me, it’s difficult for me to do such a nonsense, sometimes guys sometimes He saves the powder of me from not fun and I immediately run at a fun under the white one in the state of not an Adykvat in the knees of the cotton wool, but as always I pass the marathon from starting to end I run to the stop to me this road and fuck that it is stripped slightly remember my dangers of my second name And fuck even if someone accepts the main thing that not to throw any weight, but if this kneading happens, I will have to merge somewhere so that you don’t sit down in jail, but to the point? Only now from the consoles of tears and what would it go somewhere again? I’m better to go for the bobbes, I’ll make a press and I will have less flattery, but I always have a weight in my pocket, it helps me to relieve me of stress and again the press hurts not from what I pumped up, but from the fact that I sniffed all about the consequences not about the consequences I thought stupidly for days and nights under the hairdryer walked, plus a plank hapal, even if he didn’t insert me for that quickly, and so I continued for two years later, then I tied it a little because I got a hip-hop and then I understood this road from the jar stupidly died out with a turnip I is ill !!!!!!!!!