Текст песни Asatar - Чернила на блокноте

The ink on the pad has replaced the blood
Myself I kill them again and again
Even Michael Jackson no longer tolerate
Fudge all observers

I constantly repeat you Mason
He traded his soul in a million
I hasten to disappoint you, but you are wrong all
To break into the top through a slum prisoner

Golden benchmarks the truth lies
After all, everyone in my pocket exactly ruble
It's time to be determined for any edge you
If you will choose me, call me, my God

When I turn on my guest just know
From reading your column for the Lord Himself
In front of me is a fact difficult choice
According to the Bible to me to live, and can machine ?!
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The ink on the pad has replaced the blood
Myself I kill them again and again
Even Kurt Cobain longer tolerate
Fudge all observers

Between the truth or a lie vague connection
Jesus never lied, but still was crucified
So I do not judge the other guys
Fate sometimes not objective, I accept as fact

According to four people per bed
I'm covering sheets, I am uncomfortable to sleep
I had a filthy kitchen bro
From the food at the buffet was absolutely nothing

Old friends well, how are you doing ?!
Although I'm not interested, I do not care for you
As long as you have not seen me rap star
I continue to do what he did here I am

The whole universe is in my hands
The whole world in the palm, my hour has come .........