Текст песни Уборщик Гробовщик х Грязный Папирус - YCALL

Coffin:

in seven days, we will see her again at the bottom of the well,
you dial me, I will answer at the depth, it is dark here and you can hear how soon the monument of Maine will crack.
don't answer the phone, even scuba gears are checked for shmon here,
but the place is so small like a dwarf carriage,
I am in agony and caught in fire.
temperature to zero, but bitch why then blood boils.
here everything is in chorus, like money is not love,
I want to call you back. I threw money into the account.
pick up the phone, I tightened the tourniquet, ready to start the game here.
the trampoline is inflated, but I'm groaning in the ground,
you are a corpse, there is only a lumberjack around.
reflash your lice demotivator
a target on your neck
zhen chen kills every day the rhyme is smeared but it gets to six o'clock in the evening, your chick is doomed to get home
Her body will be crippled at night
You stand as if knee-deep in the game Ivan
I exterminated your generation of scourge fuck.
Again the new take got stuck in the urine
Like a naked gay eblan mantu drenched
Benjamin in loaf crumbled his dick
Take me away I'm here in the teeth of the night

Papyrus:

dreaming of fucking violence
cockroach boy mated in brazil
I have seen a lot of things in the igil with a visa
my feet constantly carried away yau
fuck you fuck we trip fuckers
Izolda Ignatovna
son plagiarize shit
fucking stepson
in your mouth with a dick in your eye
proud and fucking
dirty and full flow
Blindfolded walk on the thin blade
it's barter, but I don't know who to whom
or Satan to paradise bitten land
choose
either bye bye or gay guy
I'm fucked up
like the face of plagiarism
throw me a paw
i use patern
are you stupid
I will rip your chancre
prepack
crit no pace
fight for you blue hearse goy
and do not enter your house with your feet
me cut head bit canvas bursting
blatant pus speed is better than a super hero
so give a fuck about the left bitches
your mentality is on x
an inverted cross will not fulfill the point
My balls to your mouth and face
old tap is not old
late bit took
don't go to the gym
assassin's creed
you look sick yourself
coward seen bird
Where to expand?
spit on faces
Fuck a harlot
You've got dead sad here
like flowers overgrown with roots
And you are here grandfather garden
nannies rule instead of father
I salted you all
And you danced excitedly
Mother inseminated herself
father's children denied
Here's a damn panic
Pussy fucking
You are a grime manikin
In the bag
But not in a wig
someone in padik
aboriginal
After all, you are daddy gene