Текст песни Pocherk - из камеры хранения

(Intro)
Nasty nay
You said that you were afraid of your father
Maybe you were just afraid?
Maybe you were weak?

I see you running across the hall
You are small
Columns like giants
They're chasing you
You run out onto the stage
You are not very fast
Lech they kill you
Shot in the meat

(sewn eyes) called crybaby
johnny depp from the movie your little fairy tale
(He has a family and you tell us about injections)
Like a beautiful leech, only a little napoleon

Not throne (but I'll take your place)
You put on the crown (touching the blade)
Buried in text but stolen from places
(Overtook only Lok Doga) or just God

Dead daddy cunt chick
Mother slut you are thirty years old
Nobody wants to give a blowjob
But there is no family to make dinner either
little Lesha is far from Mars
Drum roll shot to the heart
Drum notes were not studied by the actress

(Chorus)
Under the overdose in the micro my ugly handwriting
Reborn in print to whisper
Dominwood died cult will build space
I will stretch the sun to God and he will love me

2) Eminem was (talent) and you swam (without (fan)
By creating a group of auto-tuning fakes for a thousand takes
You're from the locker room (jellyfish don't breathe)
(But the sea of ​​miscarriages) surname (sailed into the sky)

(Whisper louder than scream) faster than the speed of sound
And I painted over the sky so that (you died in the shadows)
Just nine classes like prostitutes
(your last screech is a rabbit but sour)

Childhood overdose at school outcast
Excess weight and a freak on the face
The waiter quickly wipe the diagnosis
The waiter is sick in the company of zero
Fuck the notes of a generation of pure
Moles and houses entrance and apartments
Boarding glory internet world

(Chorus)