Текст песни NAYMIL - Кем Стать

In the eyes of Fog Poland as wick burns
The road is not easy long in thousands of miles
My path is thorny and dumping trap
Experience comes scar wounds

Eternal competition of these cheap MS
They have dads are charged with them all on ointment
These gray areas are in my blood forever
And the fifth noticing publicly I exported you

Let's get a beautiful beauty you like
How it is harvested because it does not resist
I would have to consider the fingers - what bend them often fucking
With a focus on the teeth shout bitch stand

This shit on the streets will always be a shaft
Acquired by a pizdetz comes in gift
You melt in smoke clubs, killed you
I am for any engine the main thing that would have enough

Life shit and you with a needle under the skin in the bathroom
You would have a long bitch barbell
We are wearing rap so you kicked you
Brother's scraps Brother remember the very beginning?

The performance of the Most High writes a script
Posling Next only not soup there they are boiled
And not one is not an individual here is the outcome decides

While degenerates smear I continue
Who to become, fighter or a scound
Feather owned by special, gray muddy everyday life
It's like a storm in a glass of head in Palam
Anyone knows what the old handwriting is familiar
2k.
Shiza seemed from the basements and from there pulls dirt
Faceless nonentity in one word scum
The evil note will be heated cheerful
AAAA TSSS will cover Kalpak dense

Get out of the stupor brother, while there is any need to take
Hands should not be painted while there is something to say
Speak so straight Borzo until it became late
Sliver Panos like Posner and killed your trump card

Our slaughter themes break the system
These are impregnated walls we form sirens
Our voices are broken by DEC
But over time, they will simply become dust our tracks