Текст песни KillaGram - Рома и Мусор

He lives in his own world
under the laws
Such people - they are not all the houses
And when the parents heard the diagnosis
They left the child's grandmother, themselves in denial
grandmother brings up one toils
and novel fuck, he just smiles
special school initially, then work as a janitor
better children's home or wandering kid
and then with attendants misfortune befall
initially fell ill and handed flippers
Roma durachek left all alone
prepares himself to devour itself in the shop
Neighbors there also, clever guys
directly to rum about the grandmother's hut
and the most cunning, the most gnustny neighbor from the sixth floor
stabbing trash such as Roma, are you fucking mansion
Let's type the countryside, there is great
clean air, a small house in the garden derevnesvoy
sign the apartment to me on here.
candy goes all dobivaets
I am a Roma, in response only smiles
shorter Jam Nicholas, dressed form
and begins to openly threaten rum
rum madhouse scares and loony bin
they say he is a bitch he flunked his old lady
he straps on the shoulder straps stars
and in the novel in the pockets of a hammer and nails
Roma feels the threat and stood in a pose
and these nails hammered debris directly into the nostrils and then the hammer also went to the proc, taught a lesson opened crock - chpok
blood stream flowed on shirt
against the hammer did not save the cap
then he took off his jacket ripped pants
originally cut off his arms and then his legs
then netoropyas, small by little, saw off Bosko hacksaw on metal, carved Cole heart, liver and kidneys
and carefully folded it in bags wrapped cap with Bosko
and then the genitals wrapped sandals
and to get rid of dangerous goods
I went and threw garbage in the trash

[Refrain, x4]
Roman realized though whacky - garbage in garbage disposal
Roman led his dovody- garbage in garbage disposal

Place garbage in the garbage disposal!
Place garbage in the garbage disposal!