Текст песни HERTZ EP Зловарный запас - Акт

I do not get enough sleep, just like salt from reliable bags
Let's sit down and let's go home, lying on foot
And in the years of school, I did not write in a notebook and pancha
You brought me to handle, I started writing

Spit something we hang you there
You are in Battle produesh me, bdut ventelyator
Who's that much, your rap handful of phrases
Do not buy for expensive, your wife just wrap

Accidents and yastalkivalsya with how Utensil-
smithereens. & Quot; vandal! & Quot; graffiti on the walls of the vessel
Cup of tea and then I knee again until
Pancreatic juice, flavored apple of the eye

Rap on the principle, & quot; who makes a mess that the & quot;
I went to the women and my soles in lipstick
You read the home of rap and think that fuckin?
But neighbors aploadiruyut you on the battery

== I changed forever prispichelo style
In me have found pieces of humanity
And if someone rap culture to protect prizvan-
My rap sexual act of vandalism =

Flattering lie or
screaming the whole neighborhood that I fucked in the mouth of these
access inhabitants
And by the way, all poymёte- You're wasting time
I stick a line daktelem directly into the mouth of your mother

With tongue in anal sex, they viciously shouted us
But I was too late to be normal, I'm up to the brain is immoral
The coat yaits- yarn you are nykatsya
But your spokes to the wheel and you do not knit bast

Once you leave the mind and forget to speak of,
but you know, if I were in the cultural, Gigue I would have in the fireplace
Rays of a star? Prism. You coerced, not recognized
My rap sexual act of vandalism

As a rapper and you oak playlist tvoy- lime
I remember when you clicked. Like piles clips
Cake now as naselenie- puff now
Stop all cry, because you're my otnyli