Текст песни ТКАЧ, СТЕПНОЙ - запал

TIMES TWO IS MY WAR!
THREE FOUR scatter wider!

the beginning, podozhzhon fuse
this rap suddenly fell on your head,
honed style is not exactly who did not steal
playing this game I beat many,
 
what am I doing here, this is not a commodity
I prepare this potion around me kumara,
I am one of those who took this gift
and my first album-the first blow !!!

quality efficiently, feeling arrangement
I invented couplets even at the bus stop,
every day rifmovka- training
I present to you my rap in a new package!

where I can sing, which add mat
where the intonation with which a gun,
One can read, I shared with my brother,
but no car is skidding turnips turnips I coasting !!!

in concrete, its dense forest,
I heard eto- can call yourself lucky
among the people, where every fifth foist
I born this rap like the poison of a rattlesnake

sincerely and honestly, we did not conscience torments
and completely do not care who would be steeper nibyl
spit on all who were there, that prophesies
life in its place, to learn everything

while the sounds of hip-hop and smoke clouds
nikchemu to my brother a lot of money
empty pockets in the normal case
in any case we obtain your