Текст песни KILLWeeK - Шепот из под слоя пыли

Hi all, beef Zone em si Kwik here
I had lit the fur fly, because I have an explosive mix
let the clown in the deck, and clever banter does not understand
Card is not idle talk, although you six trёf

no debt, you're dead to so many that do not get a mortgage
even the curtain of the century
under the age of sunsets, how you have to be a man
all talk about your mind, though it is not.

It took me a couple of your songs,
which would assess the level of your assessments
on which you rely? not stuffed his worth
you asked sue, never trampling scene

I'm not focused on your place in the judging,
my goal is that you would like fewer
and then can all learn real good MC
and you this is still to grow and grow.
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 I will not try to search for rhymes
 Only the truth about you
 I will not hold the game
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Because judges heap allocated and another you
but we do not talk about it, and even there to wake Biff
I do not understand for what reason you were given word
MC judge better than you every forty

I'm not talking about myself, just everyone is silent
In this dance you gave dance the funky chicken
It sounds nasty, but it's true.
if you get lost, no one will notice you're like a little trifle.

judge rap battles without achieving anything
and feels right at this
I note from the board probably Exotic
and from thy delirium turnips, it becomes not so Lepo

I spent a couple of hours that would write these lines
that would adequately convey, to which I am opposed,
Biff let it not be the zhostky, but the type of
this bell for you that you ought to go.
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 I will not try to search for rhymes
 Only the truth about you
 I will not hold the game
 you just whisper out of the dust layer