Текст песни Джин Grey - Минус

[Ramirez]
I got a city
While you dwell on comments, captain
You have not flown yet, so it will be so!
Post for Bazas, Agian. Cap
Score with long contact on the corridor
Far, in the end, on horseback year, it is not easy for tons of nerves and con
We go to your shore, our efficiency is high
Open the door! I knock out, you wipe away from the lips acetone!
Who are you to dig in your pockets so?
Those who got caught on the ball
On the shoulder of Priaudonna - Rev. Ishak
I read in the toilet, the neighbors turned on the shazam!
Enough for the eyes of what wrote
Under our slaughter sound people go to the astral
Cooked out the departure zone, hang
Your whore has not returned home when refugees arrived in the city
Need to pour across the bit
You left the house to blees in the wind
I wanted to pour my ebalo and flooded with you?
But you did not know - in a free swimming, fucked
Son, your capillary is already Polopan
I see how your bitch is sick sitting on the ass exactly with a cooke
After all, I am full of strength, the most uterine sweat
And you are stubborn, persecution
When the LEDs are up. Something is wrong? We must crush it
Names will be enough for this Figaro give not epithets
Fuck the business of kinders in these nods
Are you fucking jerking over the avengers?
Pidor you were born and fuck?
You, Uebana to bind into the morter
Magically threw the deflection in the grave - broken Mordak
Better not stand on the way, I am very excited
Your wife wanted children and you woke them up

[Sidelzhi]
I enter the torus
I enter the torus
I enter the torus
I enter the torus
I enter the torus in Midgard
I enter the torus in Midgard
I enter the torus in Midgard

Like a suitable Capron Topit Catacombs
As if in Skype on invisible stacks
Rubicon Perented Corridor - Mount Stryker
Go moving Kawasaki
I like a capotic crowd at Bivis bombitis
You're Loch! Ahead with a glass of psaki
Dyak Kolotnaya Mole - Wreath
And proud. Fuck IR port. Invisible landing
This carry caricatures and minotaur do not cook Taco in hell
I threw these barracuds
Scale a whole zabak cephalopagov
Figured your mother. In Korbin Katapult
Skit tag for. While sleep, yes that wermut pastes
Nika drinking brin in the world or pass peaks mole
or chalk at the board
In the park, the jellyfish box
Lei! Chicks, Squirrels, Nipples - Style
Flash Day to die
Гамбит прячет свой туз ведь у меня слишком веский костыль.(Ниггер)
Barabana boilers
In the windshield Logan beats the adamant cartridge
In tact, take a crack, you fuck chain
minigan on the century lean all
Before I reincarnated
Savoring then all the remote
Loading whether the catapults of underground castes
Fool Incognito - Brad Cornilova
Harm Martin Man and, Neuroapgrade for Raid Endorphin Slave
Korife, but I reinformed Freud and Friman
Hop, faith, where who?
Peripherals under the Reich Efreitov I could beat in the depths of the permanent bottom
And probably then, on the surface of the Horde of the Echidic Dremaler Efreitors
Cyborg-rappers arrived, Racket, idols in import braces
Past rhymes, algorithms, not rhythm, and Bitmeters relic

You, you, you, you're eblan, like Marta Stewart
Krique, the enemy of the prostate: scab!
I removed the scalp from the nipple sisters
My boss times the space of styling and
Hydra hid novels
In Micah, I threw a spice fire
You broke up in Thai VTER
In sins with my father, you confessed. But how? After all
It was Gin Gray
Not!
It was Jean Gray Sasha