Текст песни Бабай Грозный - Либидо

heard the sound yes you demons are scary
I'm waiting for you in hell my swag vintage
but damn it dries speed and doing split
and Nikita would sharpen the knife in the tower
parliament silver ta i have grown to chester
and became the dark side of michael jackson
gambit ripped off a line from track one
I'm Parkinson's Alzheimer's shaking me
I invite you to the party in the coffin
Shahid makes ends meet and takes them in his mouth
Fathers confessed their sins today
hjk evil dynamite matches and i am the exorcist
mike chiba how monarch ruled for a long time
I threw his dice on the boards six
Peter will bend at this rate
yes you are rich your point is known on repeat
Hello anon yes you got into the legion
and your contract for loot shove pizdabol in anal
what do you say now leads to sinfulness
without a hundred people is not faith the demon even cries alone
Announce to lines
while your idol shoves you by the cheeks
Your sphincters are not sacred for a long time and the soul of cain
waiting for a mommy from the outskirts to visit it
In russia, kening town scales libido
jubilee serves the English metropolitan
throwing kosher ridge like nazis
but they have not love, only narcissism
dengenerate fans teat sex booth
they are in the oral phase according to Freud, she is dear to them
because their ideals, alas, do not have milk in their breasts
so they suck and lick everything below the pubis
you have cockroaches in your head but you are not tyler creator
shao kana shakes from me like i'm reiden
and parkinson has nothing to do with anomaly
zoophile falls under the donkey animality
I look at the suckers honor the demons Saint Mary
they flew so high you have a wing fetish
Shit intoxicates you like our world Chateau d Ikem
you are a coprophile but kalu is far from bohemian
and you put their poster in a baguette on a Bosko bag
because that's how your exegete bequeathed the fucking shame
my muse is a virgin she is fondled by evil tongues
this is the forbidden fruit everyone drags along it
Sins of the Fathers Comprachicos Legionnaires
I am a descendant of Grisha Klimov and Charles Lombroso
you look like Jan Lokost in front of Biron
make you laugh with devotion like the wives of sailors
I'm addicted to darkness again father put my soul in hospice with a needle
freedom sell me greedy merchant leave only light and icon
eden will turn black like gordon and freeman and still in lipid form
will burn with the constant movement of the evolution of the world
and there it is not hell but just a sect of poor people living in the ghetto
I would sew up their urethra folder, bow to the fanatic
breaking into this hotbed is pretty effective
screaming and here I am you were waiting for inferno