Текст песни Rs-TOWN - Первый мститель

My rap is for emo because it makes you suicide
I am considered weak if my mortal body from the street
You need to serve meat anyway, the crowd is waiting for an avalanche
While I cut out opponents, you look for your half
You're like a broken printer because you can only copy
Sin is fun over disabled people, tell me how to feast?
Although an atheist, I apologize to God for revenge.
Rs stop, your pitch and rhyme is miserable!
Brought shitty news for you, but not Legate
I avenge justice as Captain America
If your flow is like a car, then it barely goes
You're not a mill, but what the fuck are you talking about?
Battling for 3 years, I'm still tired
My dick is how marketing is passed by word of mouth
I spin back and forth like an important piston
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