Текст песни Труппа Трупов - Мясо

I chew meat and think
But once it was livestock
And his daughter is Veal.
Friendly family vaccinated against foot and mouth disease.
I eat and drink the blood of Christ all manifestations.
And it’s clear to me that in my balls
Children will laugh soon. And cunt.
- "Dad buy us bullshit, like everyone else."
- "Dad, you goof unemployed,
 you have grass growing in the kitchen. "
I’m talking to all uebans as an example
In one tone
The tone of a dude drowning in shit.
I need success and prosperity.
I want my pussy stole fragrant flowers.
For words to spill over the edge of the notebook
And so that you all stop, just stop
Fuck the brains of myself, me, the president, the postman,
Cops, skins, Jews, black-asses, DJs,
Beatmakers, writers, journalists, licking,
Lizam and Nastya, leaves and ointments, dogs and cats,
And rats and meat that lies in your plate.
Or on the edge, at the tip of the fork.