Текст песни Рабы Лампы - Рабы Рифмы

Gene Jeep your slave
You forehead yes I am a slave
Lamp , and you bedbugs
Slaves his big ass
Here's a coffin and grave
My sidekick League
Here to do business
La -la-la yes again , yes son
To be ready to attack
Legalize society
Do not pity my head
MC Pavlov you're wrong
Your style is not in the eye or brow
My style in the eyebrow and the eye
Because Legalize
Phrases force is
Gryundiku pass pass

Gryundik rhymes employee
depressive romantic
Tick-tock so ? Teak side by side with your friends
tested for years
In each others believe
Shoulder to Shoulder easier on yourself to drag his cross
Off scum do not want to see your lying eyes
We better cleaner we know we smarter
Each goes his own way
Do not touch the fight
Get a foot in the groin
And the second
And the third
Gene best in the world
Gin from a jug
Our life is full of shit
And much has been said about it
It bearable after plan
just because
Life is beautiful for drunken
For a sober life slut
Yes, that's my word
League take mikro again

Times two times two
Slaves to the lamp in place
Legalize with them , too
dear God
Shout evil rusichi
Rap Killer in your street
Bam bam - face in the dirt
Another MC- dumbass
begin to prepare
The era of Russian rap soldier
nearing assholes
Raise your hands
Rastopyrte your fingers
My skills as a gun
Break all blocks
I hot slaughter tens bazooka
No sound suckers
welcome Gryundika
For your own good
Greenhorn recognize me
Jeep League and I
The family is the strongest
I have not forgotten Sir- J'ya
Russia , we present
This is our mission

One nine nine seven
The beginning of our radiance

Without a doubt respect
Wordsmiths merger

One nine nine seven
The beginning of our radiance

No urine hear more MC who barely breathing

Force phrases listen Exalt bass and bits

Without a doubt respect
Wordsmiths merger

One nine nine seven
The beginning of our radiance

No urine hear more MC who barely breathing

Force phrases listen Exalt bass and bits

Yo, Exalt bass and bass bit bit and Prices
Nobody is sleeping I'm on stage
Lived alive and will live
Lenin 'm in love with a microphone he glowing
Then when he is in my hands intelligent hoodlum
Has big plans
Preparing for war each clown
You change your voice to the crown
Soon it is time to fake rappers waiting car

Verbal karate on top of a clear bit
I like a baseball bat , I and my senorita
Those who lived in Moscow hi lads
And to all areas for all hip-hop heads
One love , and all that strength has a style phrases
What makes say oh yeah

Whereas previously there was calm
Now here the storm
Every creature Hare
Do not argue with us man
My words best healer
Thank God for the gift
Which he rewarded us
Slaves lamp Legalize
Better if you're a guy recognized