Текст песни FREAKYSPRUT - ТИП В ЧЕРНОМ

text:
You want to say something? bitch shut up!
Your faith in God and not in crosses
I lose yourself among the crowds
there was only my magic and trace
you can not do anything with it
a pair of a pair of labels, a couple of labels, I left lastly
your brain can not stand
in front of you again type in black
ever again ask
I can not stand it, you dick!
Your boys on the courts
my in coffins
It will not help and dope
Well, something like this
we all gone mad
help us
head off, I cut
their enemies.
What I wanted to see was was was
only a dream
your stomach immortal
but my soul is everywhere
I will prompt you how to live
I shall prompt where death
but I was dead, and this is my happy ending!