Текст песни MC Снейп - ПОТТЕР ПОД ПОДОШВОЙ

Tulle and curtains do not hang, curtain on the shoulder
Who did not pass money on curtains
That in my liste
And he will be confused
In real or on bits
My lines are clearly punches, hurts of shocks in the groin.
Who told there that I am not MC?
Let the mouth shut up!
For a lot with young people.
My shale carries my mantle
My rhymes are not custody
Although I am not a Russian teacher
Although the rhyme on the verbs.
But Jesus himself did, yeah!
I am dressed in a black balachon, and he sews out of the curtain
Ask who sewed them to me?
Your mother, because I am a thief!
Women's hearts from the curtains, I'm your father
Come here and show the diary,
Healing sly.
Do you hear Potter?
I declared you war!
I wake you in Hogwarts
If you do not replenish me a treasury!
For me, our Fizruk and Harbor was already fit!
And the oximiron some kind of warked me a bit.
Potter under the sole!
Potter under the sole!
Dumbledore, McGonggl, Hagrid, Plantain.
I don't know what,
And then the plantain?
It is just rhymed
With Potter under the sole.
Potter under the sole!
Potter under the sole!
Tears, snot will not help,
Even if you are polka dot!
Polka dot is generally fucking
It's better a plantain.
Yes, Striper, you are fired
Clear how Potter under the sole!