Текст песни AnoniM - Кипит кровь

Blood and dynamite boil inside me
Come out on me, I'll sprinkle panchanmi
R.I.P. pyauw will make your boss feel sick
Third grade, humanoid roaming, this is Asteroid

Run the ram, stir up the storm
Don't fall for the trap, there will be less wounds
This is my epigram
After all, you do not know who is with you alone pterodapters

Smash skulls, for a better friend
It's hard to cheat!
An example for you will be a terrible chikatilo
And you imagining your legs knocked down from fright

I will answer for myself for okuma and sam
After all, it's a problem for everyone to be one poem
I don't like people who get lost
I don’t like people who shit

Vigilant request, be careful
Invite sound here, turn on the back
From the moment of the monument to the president's solipsism
There is no kind, do not twist and do not throw a coin

Here our life is written with a pitchfork.
Someone pulls their rake, to whom letters come
And at this time it is not clear either Autophobia or Anthropophobia
I only know one thing that we need to be people and Grisha Peresthesia

I am apocryphal, Okum is our epic
Sam is static, let's move forward, step forward
Everyone has a chance to show themselves to the universe
By this I prove a friendly turnip