Текст песни гуляй равнина - не жаль

Walk flaw:
there is no (?) the US, from our gang
Mouzon who decides minus voice mixed
Hul skimp on the rhyme, I shoot you
from the lips of flying recitative which uncovers
this sound free, from the street of the same name
under the old scheme system we naebёm
his voice weary, their lines tons
Throw out of his bottomless archives
tear apart the notes on the stave
look as though vomited from swearing
Hawa this poeben until vlazit
Th if not, then get out back home
Prince and feces, magician and Jackie Dugan
in your noggin spinning like a centrifuge
Mityaya fingers knock the pads with empetseshkoy
shake in a bit of my epilepsy, che you hesitated?
2010th year in thy gates
my stuff matured over the years
their pens leave with him
Hey, come down to earth from heaven
it sounds as opposed recitative song
can you hear my rhyme in this verbal kneading
of stupid ass who you entrust your ears?
from north to south of the capital, the sixth part of the land
pushed off the caravan until my clumsy words you
rubbed into the trust, but at least I think I speak as
at least, I say what I think