Текст песни Vinch - В Черепной Коробке

This eye sees everything! From deception to the truth
Differences in the dispute, who is smarter and who is right
This is long overdue in the grave, straight to Hell
And differences goldmine of wool

His name half my opinion
Half face - half the evil genius!
He calls himself Psycho (Psycho) Vinch!
And it helps me to fear his anger crush

I would drink the cold, but in the hands of
Any ice melt his fire in his eyes in the dust and ashes
And he was still at the same time knows how to rhyme
So you hear him cry on winamp

Bashkim the beat back and forth
Do not be shy, I'm glad follower
Weapons in the hands of - bits, sheet and pen
Protest, and not Noah Piero

And he's here in the hip-hop
It can be carried out in it for years
Gaze not on banknotes falls into notes
And deeply lodged in the skull
Half deluged it in me! (4x)

It is up to you in a hat, on presenting a wobbly
Devour all the rappers up fed, ask additives
Think he's a big man
After all, how many "poets" have not eaten, hunger is not tired

He dug himself inside me
Properly obzhil this mansion
From head to toe
Your jokes are again forced to bring chaos
In this hut that as the abode of evil - is impregnated with lava

Even Jovovich
Do not find a role to find a vaccine at midnight
I turn into a monster that burns bits
Do you gorgeous? No, on the gorgeous chops!

And you'd better not get up in front of me
Send to a baking sheet and will be very painful
It is not curable, remember?
And if this is true, then meet me Hospice