Текст песни Napas clan - в рамках

And once again our voices
On the bit-by-wire, cities
This is something that you will tighten
What I vpiraet
Prisoners of hip-hop
I look at the sun
And what will be tomorrow
Once I would have pleased my heel into the problems of the day
How to correct pattern
In these verses,
On bits OLP gang, bro
I have blown the smoke from under the hood
Where is my dream
I am going to
That's all I've got
I skim the cream off a bit
We can fight fierce underground
And all who are against you
It will split head
It can be broken
Even with a strong rope
And the fierce is pissed
Kidanul myslishek on cue
That's my hip-hop
Do so, would PEYRELEAU
What would your pumped Gerla
Look, I'm in your headphones
The thing rhyme bro
And it's not just
Ahh ... Not just, ha ...

Overflow of Western music
What other country outside
Give heat with hood
Top raised hand
Evening city so densely covered
Get the stuff on the cue ball is spinning a loop
I do hand zig-zag, this factor, bro
With the battle hours
Change of face
In his pocket, a good chunk
The smoke from the underground
From the heart of a couple of lines
I throw on a sheet
And everything revolves in this ecosystem
Where a part of me ...
Yo this is not all.