Текст песни High display muzik - Открой свой крематорий

Clo aka Sraka

Barrow is a city practically Detroit
only instead Eminema- Rolik, instead of soy kolbasy-
in the morning you want to Morse? get in the face
Pit Bulls were bitches, we tied cops

Here teeth clean composition screwdriver not mend
reveal her grandfather's car at night,
the cemetery in the freshly dug grave Ryabkova
The women do not wash the vagina smells like shredded rubber

in the north did not live? I did not see means dismemberment
household waste thrown baby
Circle allowed wigs, and corpses on the river
grandmother on the benches in panike- nebezopasnenko

rain wets here just to wash the blood
snow to cover a couple of fresh tracks
confuse sledak wrapped in seven shackles to prick
Slepakov climb, get the blade and a pair of cuffs

Psycho Pastor

withered leaf falls on the dead bum
kozhurki rustling someone frying an egg slowly
Jora want cake? then vebi majeure
and then by a dick with a walrus as it is tough to stay

Chorus

Kurgan city- HEU danger bitty ok
Want to shift from here a little geek?
If the milk Suva will sbiten
Build a business !!! open your crematorium Niga!

Kurgan city- HEU danger bitty ok
Want to shift from here a little geek?
Fingering her udder is not Given Up sharpen tusk best new event
Gather a consultation! open your crematorium Niga!

Lil Snikers

Yo Lil Snikers with you guys, I ponabirat words in the astral
I do combo feet in planting rappers like Milin -SAI
Cheeky pose on a tattered couch, their cheeks pressed my genitals
Go to the Monastery of Batalha? to cool huh? I have lasagna

No thank you sir I like the world consisting of sweaty ass
you know who does not covet my UZI and howitzer, jealous?
I am a hunter you're the hare, in a stronghold of the castle game I prestolov- Starkey
Your perdak a hydrant jet pulled govna- die Bastard

Detroit destroy Soulja

This mound is a bitch Barrow
Where you can pick up a HIV simply shaking hands
The teacher washes grandchildren -kontsentratom acetone
But iPhones are the city of 6 pieces blyayayad

No hot water, but there is a school Hip-Hop
in SAN ANDREAS'e -potracheno! your ass
I grew up in the north under fire I went to school
in the classes I had one black, he teases me Damn!

Director Mikhail, but at night I snuck into the house
He tore album graduates and deleted contact him
attacks every day, five-year girls
sell themselves for Snickers, oh let razvidet it !!

God let razvidet it !! Detroit destroy Soulja