VERSUS BATTLE - Гарри Топор VS Noize MC - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Without clarifying, obviously, but not denying recognizing: you would be a policeman in the Second World War, a bitch would be sold like General Vlasov, for two German whores, a block of cigarettes and a bottle of Shnaps. Are you proud that you defeated the king? The winner of the Socials. Right now, I’ll still hedge into the fire of the oil, that it’s not clear about you to read further, but right now, some phrase will come to my mind when you start to mutter my Russian in an inyaz.

You behave like Regina Dubovitskaya under the AIDS. What did you want there? In sambo? On the tatami? Where am I!

Look, I'm standing on my feet here. I came here by chance, thanks to Allah.

So friends, yes, this is the second round, remove the children from the screens, now there will be real injuries, deep wounds, this is a churan ram, and I will cut a ram.

In my head, to be honest porridge, I didn’t have to fuck on this battal at all, Vanyusha told me, listen, and you are there, why are you coming here?

I don't know, to be honest. Do you know what creativity is? You are traveling in it. And soon you will be thrown out of here. Yes, I thought I would come here and arrange hardcore, I will cry with the bitter tears of Harry an ax, but you know, I am one undergoing one:

What sometimes covers you like this