Текст песни ChemZ - 6 МегаБайт кала

this boiling point , little is singing
I like Beria , feathers flying everywhere
I have to try , one hundred
You if you do not exist , then wait .

Above I only ceiling blasphemy know a lot about
And the body current, as I did you could not
No, I'm not God , but there is a rhyming wagon
Style bomb will shake people in columns
On the mouth, micro cram yourself away
I'm not that what once was.
Although I am younger, but have my tablet
By earning large bills and coins.
Oh no , I'm not mad at all .
Stuffed in a bag , his style of newspapers
Do not cut your new rhymes and phrases
Th is chemz sold , hike it in ecstasy.
Like bees to honey , fly rhyme to me in the mouth.
It does not matter whose turn above the ceiling only .
Better at , crayon , nacherkay a couple of lines .
That came with a bang , like your hip-hop .

Do not think that you will pass so soon
My phrases stuff is made as a puzzle .
Forget what it was before.
I can make you a mess .