Текст песни PR1DE при уч. WahaBeat - Сальто назад

Their cheeky bazaar causes instant excitement
From one sparks arises flames in the eyes
And alternately folding the scalps in the backpack
Bay so that the enemy makes her back

I make a flip back
flying over your earth
I do not know where there is a brake
I don't stand on the way

My picker chitka as a fire hydrant
Your house under the fence knows every migrant
I go on the corridors of life Young talent
you are so long that head to the lamps

second-rate punches as bilimiligan
you have a fish in your mouth but you are not a pilican
you made a tattoo kochegar hooligan
Your guys will throw you a stick in a punch

I Sasis need a fuck like a mustard
Follow me well, if Garna Chiks
Soon it's time to school rapes
I break in half this advertising chips

Their cheeky bazaar causes instant excitement
From one sparks arises flames in the eyes
And alternately folding the scalps in the backpack
Bay so that the enemy makes her back

You like a small child from you whining and snot
Your songs are primitive as bits old softe
one flip back and you will become seventh
This trac under your ass was given pussies

you like the Chinese auto industry you lack a tin
Give me only the microphone and I'm in the first place
Your talent is not enough even on the album
I feel sorry for me, I will not really feel further about the patient

I'll take your girlfriend as Sevastopol and Crimea
my penis on ready-to-top-m we fly
My skills grow this somatopin
In the comments, the head of your females broke through

why are you in the eighth i will understand
In your tracks, the water thought I would drown
I like Galaxy 5 I do not fuck
Even your cute chick

I make a flip back my element of the endless kayfa love excitement
fate labyrinth system to beat under the ass
This rap children consumes you as McDuck
how many thoughts in my head i can't so just take them

We do not have enough children this world.
According to the news, I see how in people their bullets fly
as if the bees in the beehow who rules everything here
it is not necessary to google

My flips will remove thousands of cameras
In whose eyes the stone is already carved
I'm straight on the asphalt with two legs
Jump behind us

After nuclear strikes, hot and hungry
but five minutes ago everything was bright but short
Instead of the city, now builder fairs
thick fog will cover what remained as a blanket

Such a Judgment day and to the hell the ark
at least in something we like to find the features of the night
And the sky tightened as a web window
Yesterday we did not even guess what could be later

My flips will remove thousands of cameras
In whose eyes the stone is already carved
I'm straight on the asphalt with two legs
Jump behind us