Текст песни Миро Сэм - Крысиные бега

All of you rats for me, and the house Scheisse is yours,
Battle Laugh for Respect Native Mom sell.
In the network Jesus, and in the life of the ass lite, Schosch is quieter,
The whisper will not help you god dick will hear!
Mouse swarm, run stupidly straight,
I turned to the right we are not on the way after all I am stubborn.
Although rap is not Flow, Scheiss Drauf! but the truth
MS in the skirts of the legs pull, Schmari suck for the round.
There is little changed,
Little name name is real Battle.
Only fucked wagons, and rap then wool.
Trap everywhere fuck so i mul
Propaganda. Culture!
Life wheel, and you will come to the mouse,
The point does not pull me to say in the face, everything on Battle will be squealing.
I didn't get here in vain!
Understand who rats
Weigh the weight of your eggs,
And you will understand what MS breathe.
I would walk to the pair, and write about everyone.
Take the humpback and no pussy son,
I would walk to Micro, to Harp in Him.
And to take every time.
Fuck You Russian GEY_BOY RAP,
Fotze!