Текст песни Marc-O - Картина не нашего мира

sorry brother but your crib is getting milder before our eyes
decided to re-read me too cheeky dope
your verses here are bought only by children
you are unnatural and it disgusts me like gay peting

you stuffed your verses to the eyeballs with squares
listening to you is not possible better in the ear with a scalpel
and supposedly your double time in the tracks is still shit
and the technique over the beat pulls into an suspended animation

swearing with strangers is not good
but since you first went then for me you are a sieve
understand boy I don't intend to kick
how I explain everything to the mentally retarded

one of the battle judges saw dominoes in you
and everything would be so if I wrote the text wisely
but having made a smart appearance but continues to strike only shit
you will suffer in the wake of the rest is the principle of dominoes

I think you write text randomly
it smells of you as if you ruined the air
if there is a shark near the shore, then no one crawls into the water
but you bent me in a pair of ms dumbhead

my steps shake the earth about the air there is no speech
in response to your verses this is my revenge on you
in your place I wouldn’t have at all fucked up
your head on the chopping block rap outrage

I looked at your photos Tipo Sports Hall your theme
but look on the body for muscle like a needle in a haystack
from my verses drags me further and further
and FuckToRealBattle without you will not lose colors