Текст песни Рем Дигга - Папа

I again in the growths
guru stanzas
for chickens and dogs
boiled southern juice
one hundred
this stuff is rude and angry
torn hard syllable
you crooked face, well you sucker
smelling a bolt, Vasya
ram di
and you don’t try to get on my teeth
head in your mouth is better, man, do not go
I was very fit, men, trust me
dangerous
tell me what rap animals are not joking about
who said that this genre in Russia is a hat?
show your face, my face is now my paw
snot with blood on the floor, with a moth
Roma Papa Rapa
goblin, stomp fuck

i hate my rap
number one who knows for sure
I know that there is no such thing
because the leader, not the chick
speaks in color as soul is
and you masturbate further on yourself quietly, pedocore
my fierce self is the crowd at the terikon
your fierce you are two asses and three strapons
rap is power Yes!
but you're ridiculous, dibloid,
weak like that german drake with fish without beer
crush like manny
my chastity style as may jr
do not dare to brew, boy
evil punch them
will be deaf K.O
captions later
I am charged to strike like Fedor in the battle with the eagle
wow
I'm fit, I'm ready to work with the crowd again
On the 26th I will go home from home
123 km from Gukovo to Rostov
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