Текст песни KODLA - Отдайте подполье

I love seagulls
KDL Trapapapam

Sharp edges in crown
Ban sions for deer
Commanded, made
KDL stritstayl tribe
Word-freedom
Languages ​​sharp
For motley scum
Sad opus meatless
Red Dawn watched
Accompanied nadrochennym glance
smoked
At zero ten
And just to smoke will
Who is who?
Dungeon will continue to trample dunce
MSK, St. Petersburg, Siberia, Andereburg
Nope clone west
For raised
We are not so easy to vyebesh
you will!
Dick for Shekou be?
Chelov, The Wolfman
Fuck stomp if that judge
Peter was not Paris
but closer to the heart
Hipi hipi hap-by-wire
And on bass higher
Pristizhney is the goal
Rep under hashish have
Niche
Perfection
Lungs
Then as the chip will fall

A couple dressed in Zara
With us, there will be a market
All that said, for the eyes
I repeat in my face Zaya
For you are always busy
When he died in me I was born novelist and poet
He suffered an oblique track
Stops drinking, quit smoking
Yes fuck now I throw throwing
My pack just two dogs fucking
Dima and I
And we do not need, just
Departure from the full-time
Mired in points
"Golden Barrel" surrendering powerfully
Completely drunken kidney
Stela juicy it will not forbid
Coats and quiet in your head?
No, lines
His handwriting
And like sharpened reading of
Downed can anywhere in the text
And you sing about the cache hash and Mercier
But underground, do not touch!
For me it's disgusting
Here and so testnaya and is disgusting to me to bleat