Текст песни Кабер - 1 round свободная

Your limit of words was quickly exhausted
I knew you on you on something
I do an essay of the face of coal
In the language of the voice of your fucking flow

you have sorts - less than the norm
Leukocytes in the blood - less than the norm
Girls in bed - less norm
And below, as not strange - less than the norm

Hey guy
you are so much pitiful
biting bee, not forgets in you sting
greedy type, hot heat but not the task
Such here is full

Your Rap Lollipop, Slizan Style
all the time between the legs, look below
less permissible make tracks
tell you nothing, whispering on becks

You make a spit, reading through a vodik
on mischievous you run, but where you run
My Boeing flies as if dust
I am mine and mine

no you don't understand your style
nonsense, free, bluff, bass, fringe, trouble, glare
Like 220, you start to shake
sunsid belt on the body of the watch tick tick

It's not necessary to stand here, you have to go
wear a loop on the neck, you see it glitters
Golden chain you are real Hasl Vlaiff
you're like a dude, my flute in your mouth

P.S Little time so, that's all that is)