Текст песни Смоки МО - Стальные Слова

PR from the big guy with small brains
My friend licks bitch with hardened nipples
In the right pocket of stone, and he did not long remain
We can lose you in the corridors of the best companies
Or on the covers of publications
Style Iron,
bought my first album is not all, what's the problem?
Lyrics from God I have seen with my own eyes
Stole lyrics bread quarreled with heaven
Melts in my rap gorilla takes off like a bullet out of the game
Do you hear laughter? - Is morphine, it spasms
You know who the fuck your speakers?
And as they moan from fortune, baby
My dog ​​safely find your pussy
My rap - Scorpio and he is near
Directly behind the ear, twisted and dangerous
Ha! Works perfectly
One smoke - one fleyva
Panacea for crazy sweet Babe
Brothers think about death more often
In areas all as nonsense and propane
Molla Goralesko microphones as the Colts
Rhymes departing from the trachea, as the bite of a cobra, mad zombies
Steel words and it does not hurt - remember