Текст песни Rickey-BIFF - 16 проблем

Chorus
_Peshki_ placed! _ _ Ovation!
Those who are not a player I do not advise here to see!
Who, I will re-read there, huh? I will handle Chatak!
Your problems are sixteen, they do not recalculate them on the fingers

Covers

Rap is like chess, each figures have sixteen
Do you play black, play black? - Better to surrender
Want - I'm in the face of the face, you are a profan, and I-grandmaster
Two in the fourth degree of problems we will place on the board

I did not get into the press, but Mudakov is ready under the press to throw.
My victory here is akin to your own tracks - a children's mat!
Reson to mow under black, guy, there is only day
And in these chess any of your step, mans, is a move of a horse.

All who in a couple of me stood out disappear is again one.
Do you wear your nose? - OK, it's easier for him to drive!
As a number one of me has long been recognized not simple.
It's not cold at all, but you and the next washed.

It is strange that I can't hear thanks and flattering, because
I was laughing at you, it's more difficult to sit on it now!
Every fashionable innovator here will be paid to blame
Surprised here to see Battlrep? - But this is Indabattl!

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