Текст песни rain stream - смерть поэта

my arrival in the world hip hop someone will seem bitter coffee
I do not struggle for a place in the top eliminating poets mountain copies

I'm the death of pseudopoatet
as antivirus in the turn
place fun here there is no aaa
When you are with me in Betle

There is no path of war, all-out a series of murders
and kid Palsch you, we will remove the series of murders
In my arsenal beautiful lines - a gentle killer
To update your rap you need to spin in the drum from "caught
Not a bit of embarrassment, only bleeding droplets
Major spiritual growth, will hob you
call me rushed, I throw in hell
And yes, I am filled with anger, you throw in hell
around the references - film films, just to light up
pour a stupid to get drunk while I packed to "Bits"
They have a drink, smoke and on the second circle
their thoughts that on bits repeat each other
For them, I will death with oblique, although it is short
I'm stranger everywhere, but I do not see predators
There were people like Pushkin, Lermontov or Yesenin
and now among the poets only dogs on the Seine
Nothing can, around arrogance, arrogant
nothing want to be a flock of bulls look like

I am the death of pseudo poets
as antivirus in the turn