Текст песни Mc Rotten Brain Tumor - Я не позволю тебе родить твоего урода

I open the doors of the chest of drawers
I will not let you give birth to your freak.
A foot in the face, throwing scraps at you,
On the palms of stigmata, these are my notes.

Eat shit, spit maggots out of your throat,
I’ll make some of them, porridge for your baby.
And sexually, impeccable pleasures,
I'm crazy like a schizophrenic cripple.

Swallowing drool, water is already leaving,
I will not let you give birth to your freak.
Today I will be, dear uncle obstetrician,
I reach out for the old drill.

Stop yelling a bitch, pushing - pushing a whore,
I pick out the geek out of the vagina.
I turn the cunt inside out
He screams a bitch, I fuck him with a stick.

ETC.
How infuriates me, you and your pussy
Let him close the fuck, for he will be left without hands.
I won’t let you give birth to your freak,
you will die together, but only he at birth.