Текст песни РисБо - Игра

"The game"

Accept it is like a flock.
Immediates like "ours".
Spit with the enemy Colombian mixture.
Give him a Colombian tie.
After all, the fact that blood is spoiled,
Fix only revenge

What is colder than thousands of blizzards,
Colder blade
Only with a cold mind is in short.
It does not matter, old or Yun,
Make sentence
Bringing blood rivers.

Know: It will raise on the needle,
Will do the ticket
From the inside you will eat.
But you take the game,
In which the fact that blood is spoiled,
Correct only revenge.