Текст песни JAMEEL - Кровь И Песок

This is a restricted area, push on stop
Nine balls on Richter, go under the table
You won’t win this war
Attempts will remain blood in the sand

Under the waterfalls of words there is no doubt
Each fit will sink monotonous
You put everything on the line
We thought to find a gold mine, but we will dynamo you
They gave out value on a bit like a bat
Over the heads of rams with a drum drum
All because your gift turned out to be a hoax
Do not bother me mans, the face value beckons me
And I always loved a little (after all)
I'm a maximalist get in a taxi wali
Your rap isn’t understood as if Chinese characters
Take the Talmut Bible or Karan
Moth to the gods is still alive bro
I'm under the floor but full of gunpowder
In time to give you a ratan
I am propane you are gone fuse set on fire