Ununapat - SIBERIAN BATTLE - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And here is the final of the selection, round 2, I constantly managed to drain beautifully, it was not strange,

The essence of the repetition: to prove, to all the creatures, that this time for them my handed down track as a directive.

Slow down, - bitches, - your rap, - glitches.

Hook and feed, you are flying right in the fuck.

My rap, - steers, - on the forehead, - Dick, you - yes, I am a boor, what is it about? There is no dispute.

I am a gasped ms, this is not a dream, enough to pinch yourself for the chest and clitoris,

Siberian standard in the Repea Idol, your like a butler-pido,

In the comments about my track, they spoke a lot of rot, do not go to the dick, you all? The carpet is already bed.

My tracks are pumping, although they are not a vulture or dumbbells, your tracks, children under 6 years old in a park on a carousel.

Ha ha ha, you can’t see the third, just like female genitals, smoothly inserted his own in the ear, -flow to you,

He crashed, -Slovo, you lost!

I am sending everyone a butler, however, it is too late to fuck, but Zlata, the crown that I was squeezed out.

I am a roll here, return your rep, to your mom back.

You are not in uniform, but you read the rights on the battles, a bunch of gondons, which was used more than once.

I showed clearly what real Hasl is! We will also see you, credits, scenes, curtains!

I am your fantasy, like a Soviet time, I am a fictional character, like a butler's dream.

The heavy shape of my nightmare for children, welcome to Battle, glad to welcome you to all.