Текст песни Лупрекаль - Sarcasm

Old disks and files scatter detailed marks
Lines flew insane freestyle, burning like a comet
They’re not afraid of the doomsday, because as someone correctly noted
In these harsh latitudes, we just risk not noticing him
Clouds and wind - through thorny branches through the windbreaks
Going to the goal, as once a group of harvesters through the mounds of creeping deaths
The creative method is known - go beyond damn standards
I pull my hands to opponents just to give them black marks
All for yourself. There is no trouble with the way people perceive.
Here is a group of guys who are considered tired of the raven
We took matters into circulation. Russian rap felt that now plagiarism is not a vice
There children in the role of seasoned thieves - it's kidnapping the other way around
I'll put my feet on the table - here is my resume
Cold-staring gaze from the sweat of snow-strewn lands
My gloomy sarcasm only gets stronger over the years
Direct deliveries for cities lost in the Russian winter

Uncompromising collapse? Where talent and my red-hot anger mixed
Without the intoxicated syllable of the medieval chambers, what’s not a line is a slogan
How it brought me into a craft where brains are stuck in a prison like in a swamp
A sharp word, spitting on the fact that the truth stinks of a cold prison
We are strictly related to what we do. That's why it does not wedge
While there, the junkies turn into food for demons, becoming clinic patients
"Cho is there with the cottage, bro? Are you probably there like gigans in raspberries?"
No, my savings are equal to the totality of all the lines I draw
Rap is easy. Would you like to earn an achievement?
Mountains of dough and crowds of lusting chick for fuss with minuses and reading
Like MS, that they make every fucking trash, but their fresh gives away carrion
They promised the sky in diamonds, but it turned out with a sheepskin
Spit in the expensively hungover coddled pigs
And that slag that stupid chicks from rich families are trying to boil
My gloomy sarcasm only gets stronger over the years
Direct deliveries for cities lost in the Russian winter