Текст песни кОсиминор - Битва за Сало

Chorus

The battle has sunk
when I saw that I passed the track for the battle for bacon
sorry type not from kozakhstan
yes the judges are firing sideways
such registration
Like Vulgar type
they say, repeat the classic.

Verse

I will not say why I need to win
you and the micro are one whole, you are the terminator, embody
breathe what you don't need to smoke, why
serenading yourself mind you
your decibel scale
Through "O" Fifth "B".
It was the Cosiminor who planted the seed on the cue ball in mp3, but
did not sway the dominoes on the rattan slowly gave a baritone with a pitch
I'm not doomed to hell, and so bitter, by the way, yes, I'm not a lover
if you are a tumbler, then I will knock you a bearing
I'm guaranteed for the final
I poured nigga on you
The theme is free but not freestyle
Like a painting “Dangerous! Leftist."
You say oh oh, when there is a dick behind the cheek
Mind in gopory zero zero, and you do not carry a blizzard
I will give my hand and take it away, asshole you, where are you clucking
I am calm like a boa constrictor, and I don’t take away good luck.
And you don't talk, you fucking boy.