Текст песни Божья Милость - Kиt

Arrange yourself in a bit?
I'm fed up with this on!
Better we write lyrics,
Having your mother fit

It seems not a needle shield
And never sneakers bit
Immediately I get profit
If you say - phew bombs.

Past poplar runs -
Sun lad gloomy whale
In my throat tickle
From what did the shield.

Past poplar runs -
Sun lad gloomy whale!

On the bottom of the sea surfaced Piedra,
He spit on the graves of all,
Splashing water hole in the belly,
Coming down sideways on Land Cruise!

But in the case of dealing in the body so that smokes a lot - fun and provocatively tight because smoking fucking hard
His father was a carpenter, the son of a recluse. From nose belching smoke
While he was in the nozzle of the nozzle floor with floor to floor speech
While your Bosko from Bosko like a barrel of gunpowder - silent
And it will come-hachi whales.