Текст песни mr. Change - Второй крестовый поход

Again juicy removal - sixteen lines
You say you grew very much, as if sixteen - term
What did you forget on this slaughter, hear, blue?
Catisfy from yourself rap warrior, but link sitting
Why every line in this track seems to be a cum
There is no place to bags, the jester. From screw, jamshut
Again in the hands of shore, again in the ears noise
No, I do not shake, man, I'm in porridge fucking!
This is the atmosphere of blood and horror
Your rap constipation and how much would you have a shirt
Nothing will work.
I took Katana acutely sank her
And shrub from the shoulder so that you do not suffer
Someone asks, well, where is the disclosure
Oh, yes, for sure ... I almost forgot, sorry.
I have not started yet, but everything is already in knockout
It is a pity, the crusade of the boy-scouts