Текст песни KIPPAGE - ПОГОЛОВНО

[chorus]
I'm out of boredom
all fourth of you without exception
your bitches
they look at me with their mouths open
God judge you all
but I still look reproachfully
they burn
my poems are like gunpowder

polls, polls,
fourth without exception
(x3)
polls (x3)

[verse 1]
shmars, pizdabols,
three letters on the fence,
mothers in a brothel,
injection scars
low key
generation has no one to equal
low key
the west only knows how to drop
low key
know names on glossy covers
sorry
but I'm already tired of apologizing
catch
pinpoint blow to the temple
high kick
3,2,1 k.o.
like spliff
body here, head far away,
wake up
i ain't a murderer, but i'm killing these beats

[chorus]