Текст песни Marul - По делу случая

and I got in these battles accident
but vis bore spices
You know who is this extreme opponents
bitch we were taught stupidly hit in the face
so to Uncle teeth broken jaw
to the uncle no longer wanted to complain
I show style and pepper pokazavayu
because you, we simply decide it is not here
reaching the street is a bitch like shop
that rivet cheated those who have only the amount of cents so easy to get along you have not bought the words
we sharpen knives ha bitch do you live? there is a mode is the word and the word to solve the problem
okay
you understand my friend
you hear the truth you hear only the truth because I speak for myself and say in effect for the brothers on our street festival is envious teases all Avoid the island brother I normally do not have eyes
you in this pair I accidentally Gata nekton
 for accidentally hitting ochayanno we remember from childhood the law
you as a neighbor from the bottom on the day of your ceiling under my feet
If Battle is Nakur something like you I call nishtikami
but not personal only Battle I get paid for it
to prove myself here to prove to all my style is not just candy
it's all that I have e-
all that golove- e
music is my medicine - my reason to get sick

aa Mom I'm sick I'm sick but I'm crazy
aa my music you want to infect virus
aa I'm so happy with the freedom I so crazy
if you want to want to infect infect (2)