Текст песни Колючий Гидралиск - Мастерство фантома

Skill Monk - defense, counterattack
Musorskogo crust - like a rag to a bull
My strength is in the trunk, the charge in the head, a demon in the rib
With faith in life, our wushu
Stylishly ebashu, mug in porridge, noodles on the ears
Far from Moscow, with the Eastern Siberia
Propinyvayu low, a pop-weights
Not so good hearing, but lavanduri
As Kolya Valuev, can halt
Your hut calculate, day or night
Oxygen deprived
Tra-ta-ta, the Buryats in the air, catch a grenade
Hey fuck fuck you, we are here to say here
From our capital, with the passage in the beetle-crusher
The orchestra is easier to crucify eblische
I know Badme and Batohu my buddy
And you will be bad. So the way
We guys hot
Barbara from Aga, Zutkuleya yes Zun-Murino and Tunka ...