Текст песни M.O. - Пионерский лагерь

Estimated at all heads of enemies!
I'm ready! Squeeze out 3 thousand words!
After all, this is Sky Line Battle!
Passed the first selection of the guys and immediately glad!

After the results first,
As a white chalk on the board, I write a veil with a chorus.
After after listening to minus,
I choose myself, under what I will write!

In general, the first item "Workout"
Performed with a bang and it's time for breakfast moving.
Subscribing brains for the third item
Sorry. After all, about the second is already told here.

I need to have time before dinner
Write the text at least somehow it was in fact.
The result of the effort on the face!
It's time to go for lunch. Had well!

Chorus:
It's just a paradise on earth!
Nature, air and everything smiles at me!
Raise sails - passing wind!
Come to the pioneer camp, children!

After lunch - a quiet hour.
Woke up - write again. I press only for gas.
So the line appears behind the line
Second verse, promising to be powerful!

With a set of steep rhymes, good and evil runs,
He will tear head, or give under the breath!
In the head, the word for word weave the logical chain,
aims to heal in the sight. Do not hook - a small hook!

It's time to get the equipment
Spit into the microphone and on the street to yell!
Before the morning, turn the track after that.
Like or not, but this is my rap!

Another in the schedule item.
Pour on Battl ready-made clear product!
Dinner left, then hang up!
Here is so in my routine camp.

Chorus.