Текст песни Неизвестное Объединение - 9 Грамм Пороха feat. Miles

I simply must break your foot in the framework of Kings
I was just a kid well, where are you and krankery
Shout further micro I know all of you between the legs females
Wet such unanswered for his words
Smash your fashion we added flame
By the way in the open fuck you the points tk would make any
On our site now presented
This exam saving word fact
Traffic if gently nafig fuck if otdushi
Rights Friend unstoppable pripadochen very stubborn
Wires will give my signal where codes will
About H point point point polyubas pussy to you all
The truth we did not try to cut on the rocks
Our stuff all 200 although I already Jam
All this commotion around the pile of crap
I simply must break your frame is a prison

You take off so early in the morning-a-ay
After all, you know all of our time to-a-ay
Fly over the brink let me take out a
With us lift up the banner of barely touching the tsunami Yau

It is not a proud solo in the head will take from the barrel
Steel weeping hide 9 grams of powder
Last cartridge is no reason to be ragged ??????????
Russell began to play for the week of 10 grams
Choose a myth or a film about love or corporate identity
Retire and leads the chemistry giggling mischievously
That's the whole feature is not quite tricky
Became nasty game on the way to the screen where the words and cities
And as a nice play Account
Leave the underground and train farce on the pavement
Corrupt creed HLW ????? 'brother
Choose this path and do not confuse me bitch
The street is my home I am registered to another will not be
In the eyes of the hood kid was correct on the rampage
With a knife for the life of the district for the right to be here

I'll have to break your frame
I just fuck the fact that you build epta
I'll pretend to be a child
I will call myself ebnutym until mutim album
It has long been climbed here and all the fun
My answer is that this will soon be packed with death
You Fight for Respect yourself here overnight
I stand on my feet the second day things still
I'm still not tired of me this pack
You do not have to buy out the place where we left ourselves
A lyric sheets still incites us all
The fact that the wake is being elderly
And with a black eye will make rap
While you because of all the forces trying to become a man
I look askance throw on your soul portrait
And your story stand against all interference