Текст песни Миша Рэйв - Вид на убийство

hip hop battles are a whole trial
interfere with related styles of incest taboo
the herd on the plaintiff and we are for the truth and a small percentage
people in this room will be buzzing, God forbid, they don't need tweezers
the judge passing the verdict lasy chopped with an ax
after he hits with a hammer and the verdict is announced as follows
that the stream of fools cannot withstand the battle cover
and the guys fucking beat on the floor but the prosecutor makes a protest
Vemida's views on an isolated case from the cloud
told us the truth about how an unlucky person
fell into the wrong pair, although history teaches
how to get out of such a situation safely
On a dark evening in the back streets of the third round
drunk mister nfani walked home to raskoryak
And the squeaky voice made him pretty sad
but soon his events, alas, will sober up
A rumpled dirty jacket ripped by gusts of wind
the courtyards of the old ghetto were familiar with shabby sneakers
but a dashing victory for his opponent
caused melancholy as Ram Digue looking at the degkootlet
fun veto on booze but feelings baked
a manic breakdown was to his brain on the way
he stood on a perpetual but good opposite
he was raped and he created evil in himself
his close friend was the police chief
the corrupt dog took the requisitions on the faces
ideas for epaulettes will burn about their designs to the bird
flew into the head and managed to rally
He dialed the number and invited him to dine at home
met discussed all the details of how to break the spiritual jackpot
I can't read it myself, well, listen
get me a homicidal style in a better evidence vault
equipping him with great power extinct
organized sparring and the opponent is uphill kala is immersed
dantes and pushkin were waiting for the rhyme moduel and the rival
and Gogol will not forgive nfani dead souls
one by one the pockets of friends were full
He became a king among the boyars and princes
observed by law enforcement
but here is the result of the palace coup
Unknown artist from a kind of ordinary hacks
Sharpened my cleaver turned on the golden bull like a bander ostap
nfani said he said so
I will destroy it tomorrow with punch on the lyrics
and the hour struck crowds of onlookers gathered
in the right corner of the taneer in the left is an unknown form
and in this friction, apparently everyone knows whose fall
but this is reality and not a lucid dream
Throwing a couple of phrases from their positions
each other was hooked and it looks like the guy is a regicide
and you can say goodbye, the matter passes into the hands of justice
unknown sent a whole kind of ms to kill
an excess of individuals, nature takes its toll
makes tall fathers a lower layer
and this is what happens on battles, a bloody action
this is a war and I am for a happy childhood
dear judge, alas, everything
I am the side of the defense my ward is not guilty
because if everyone fucks style
and do dirty tricks the defendant will visit him

case number three closed
villain punished heroes killed
but for some reason everyone is fucking styles again
I got a round number 4 kill look