Текст песни Etn1se feat. Версаль - Месть Атлантиды

You changed our brainmeam places,
I would go to the melting juicy meat, but if you are from clay
People seem to be squeaming, but let them smell
I do not understand why in the toilet the ebalin, purely on holidays.
You are not cozy around, Tuk
Where, your mother, your rhymes?
They would probably cheer me, dirty songs
What infuriates me?
Brunched, do not break the equilibrium
Fun falling, rapper bitches, in decline, on the floor to eat for grandmother
Right you or to blame sweet
Melting Your wet from an increased rate
Hello, campaign today is not your day
No matter, now I need to steer
Black humor. I am a murderer, beast!
Salag, go on dick, wind outdoor door
Do not begged, the situation is not the one so that you arise
Here is your tendency. [x2]
Music - Cal.