Текст песни Злодей Вова prod - Псих

A flock of vicious dogs, roaring in your ear
You made a mistake this Pac-Man Maxim Pooh
Pooh fucking surname not remember a nickname
Although all the different ways someone who is an enemy and who bratuha

I lost my mind flew off the shoulder head
Huge hot oven like was right
Thoughts scattered in feces Carry firewood
I am running away from death but did not run things

Again, the rumor went human garbage
In a world without gashla not find me
Dirty fuck for padikam, it's time to Dawn
Heartbroken time I spent not in vain

And people fuck ahueli where we ran what we wanted to fuck
Many of the mat in the old zahuyachil, however excuse the shit I've been puzzled