Текст песни Xxxenophobe - подземные коты

While some in the tall blond Armani
Songs about love mind intoxicate
I Low skinny guy
The hood on his head and a knife in your pocket
Start trimming here is not at the root of humanity
But if that look for me in the fog zone
The room I'm going to cut poodles with studios
Although I read in the nose like a cold
And while Herod underground cats are quoting
I'll be glad to be the target of someone's in-dash instead of peace
And good for you mutnyaschaya mind love in every sentence
But, I am a new Razin, for me the good execution of scum
modern incarnation
I itself Verbal Assassin whore

It xenophobe! This was not read in the newspapers
It xenophobe, hear our player Cassette
It xenophobe! Room, micro one hundred and twenty
It xenophobe! Hands on the table, an ACV Niga
It xenophobe! Joker against queens and jacks
It xenophobe! Mask on his head, on the body of the coat

As long as I have to the bone yun
From the basement I'll make you shadow boxing,
And I'll knead a fag like raw dough,
Knead grotesque characters, in order to protest
With your fingernails, pro, paint dripping
This is only the beginning, only prevention
While in my komorke no comfort
The yield for you a room with a closed ring stove Rotated