Текст песни МЦ Шоколадно-модный - Инвалид 5-ой группы

Claas's ashes knocks in my heart!
I am belligerently at the longboat into the lands of the cautious Karelian race.
There Yusupova floats Kramol in anticipation of the rampant,
But I take ten Egyptian executions with me!
MC gave an ax, I fashionably accepted the ax.
A set of words of your weakness is a mosquito bite.
You came to Corrida with a rapier of plasticine.
You are a parasite, like an ascaris, I am an anthelmint, like a piperin.
The inner rod preferred Marat's cane.
You are lice with a pocket assistant of a capricious intriguer,
Bastard limp anonymous, unhealthy bard,
Cunning sherkhan surrounded by malicious vile jackals.
You are not Grigory Melekhov,
You are a little man.
A cowardly prostitute, Madam hysteria.
The background is unpretentious, with the originality of lost.
You are doomed to be a miserable shadow of an annoying grouse.
Your girlfriends are without exception - paperwork.
Yusupov’s palace has become Ipatiev’s mansion for you.
And even Mahatma Gandhi would show you with curses.
In my nervous system, you caused a forum confusion the reaction "nuclear"
I ruble the repo-pantheon led by your god.
Your subject of adoration is a storyteller like Pavel Bazhov.
You shave your buttocks with your tongue like a knife.
Grigory Sidorov is a burned henchman.
I was not arrogant - I'm tired of looking at the slaves of the humps.
I am not a slave of pride - I am not a khan of your hip -hop horde.
I stumble on rotten mouths, like protective ditches.
In the regime of social isolation, I am angry at you.