Припев:
I’ll bust yo head, It ain’t shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, It ain’t shit to me!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Have you rob me, statute death a unsolved mystery...
Куплет:
Непосредственно, делаешь посредственно,
И естественно ваша жизнь истерзана,
Автор текста, вот он непосредственно,
По соседству, стреляю прямо в сердце, яу,
Лучше целься, вот вам моя версия,
Тебя, сука, фашиста, убиваю в детстве, яу,
Я в процессе уничтожения песен,
Ты знаешь, мир тесен, твой рэп он уже как плесень,
Такой же бесполезен, а также бессловесен,
И ты стал не весел, вот это интересно,
Мне стало известно, что без тяжких ты телестных
Скрылся очень быстро в направлении неизвестном,
Твоя рифма, например, лекция-инфекция,
Что это такое - энцефалимпотенция,
Эта тенденция - ты мне не конкуренция,
36,6, но только это не по Цельсию...
Припев:
I’ll bust yo head, It ain’t shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, It ain’t shit to me!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Have you rob me, statute death a unsolved mystery...
З.Ы: Прошу обратить внимание на то, что весь куплет построен на одной рифме) Chorus:
I'll bust yo head, It is not shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, It is not shit to me!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Have you rob me, statute death a unsolved mystery ...
Verse:
Directly, do mediocre,
And of course your life tormented,
Author of the text, that he himself,
Next door, shoot straight to the heart, Yau
Aim better, here is my version,
You bitch, fascist, killing a child, Yau
I am in the process of destroying songs
You know, the world is small, your rap he was like mold,
The same useless and speechless,
And you became not fun, that's interesting,
I learned that without serious you telestnyh
Disappeared very quickly in the direction of the unknown,
Your rhyme, such as lecture-infection
What is it - entsefalimpotentsiya,
This trend - you are not my competition,
36.6, but it is not Celsius ...
Chorus:
I'll bust yo head, It is not shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, It is not shit to me!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Obituary, read you out in history
Have you rob me, statute death a unsolved mystery ...
Ps: Please pay attention to the fact that the whole verse is built on the same rhyme) | |
