69 Mc Ska. feat. Жека Мантикор - Простите дети - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forgive the children, but your wind is in my head, I got it

With the price of meaningless rap, break into the leaders!

Each of his own literature, through the dick tied

And everyone wants his talent to see his talent

(How?) I want to know! You write (all) your (thoughts?) "Ah?"

Are they over the proof of Dalbaybism (hovered?)

With such (number) anonism "fuu" I saw (many) artists

You can’t do anything “her” in the rapper go to (club) parodists

I am not you "no" I'm not fucking mothers in (form of text)

But so you know, I am in reality sleeping with them since childhood

With such a (impudent) context, I step on demons "laughter"

I will put (to each) cross to you, such a style of Everest

I am concluding an agreement to me Satan Tutor "

Who will be in the Hope Rachit

Who will be a fan of my favorite mine and propaganda will propar ours all over the planet under the stapus sorry children (except) the snot “plug” on the floor (organs) in the package

On the black market in marketing without etiquette we will eat

I will be more convincing to the poets of the amateurs in the rapper of my dad’s mom, but do not take from my parents

This is the style of Everest

Forgive the children, but your wind is in my head, I got it

With the price of meaningless rap, break into the leaders!

Each of his own literature, through the dick tied

And everyone wants his talent to see his talent

I do not see (in you talent) I need (rhyme) "her"

I read quickly without hesitation (developing myths) "aha"

I torn your cages also (cutting the clitoris) "Laughter"

shouting sorry, you leave the game (to the exit) "stomp"

Only the one who reads crookedly licks in the bear

Impotent panths growing past? no

Rubbing MIMI, text mines "AAA"

gets in the same way pretending to be innocent

I'm breaking off the chain and I will beat (I will beat it).

there is nothing to take from you (catch) then a bullet

here explosives of a cloud tick tick den

We carry you a bunch click Click Click Ban "Shot"

I would be kind but not today

Your parts

I could say that good

But no, I'm not a doctor

Not a scream from you (not crying

In fucking)

Pr ...

You are a child

I'm an uncle for you

I would give dialogue to develop

I'll tell you a student for children

Ku ku time hour

Our time in the yards

Children on beds

There with a rattle

You are on the fly

There are problems

Strips on Adiki

Guns

Merchants

Pussy clubs

Tuses

Smoke

You are not an opponent for me

Small is not a player

Hiccups and icon by the window

And there she is

She is alone

Street

King is capricious

Knowing the language of the bitch

Everything goes to the handles

Morning Paul

Bit Day of the ladder

Evening nights falls bass

And you are Mas Vali

Walley walk

Aya qi

For obscenities mat

But my step

In chess mat

I will be a year to be a year

For you any move coffin

Dabro to help our yard

Not a thief

Not on Rajon

I'm not amazed

You are a child

I'm an uncle for you

I would give dialogue to develop

Sorry

But Stap

Not a ms you

Stap