Текст песни Schokk - Пошли все нахуй

if you Haslam where your Manetho, where you success rapper cocks
 while I'm here you bastards way to the top is not available!
 I izcheznu Tupac for 7 years and have a rest
 During this time you will cut each other bitches
 I'm tired of your faces vidit slishat voice jackals
 I do not care punches, I read all the verbs ludshe horrible!
 Shokk shield that sold you, or rather sends you on dick
 I'm not going to vyesnyat what and whose fault here
 Just my way I'm running to her like a hound
 you managing to go often to the ears cum
 Tell someone ludshe Shokko tomorrow it pohrany
 kings are divorced but still a lot that one boss
 odevaeshsya you like a scarecrow uёbok treat-
 I'm in tight jeans more street traffic signs
 my boys are not like digeneratov
 but still if we have to fuck you porvёm
 you tell me what you pizdish loyal, but I hear the lines
 Say one hit in the eye you bitch vysresh kidney
 in my eyes you leash weed who stared at the ground
 I vote sa..ny in a nightmare that you dream at night

 I see every day, all that about what you sochinyaesh
 and not to carry jeans wide as an American
 I'm more than a year pyany, I'm an alcoholic but I
 Tenu like a vacuum cleaner that will get next row
 I am a Russian rap auf Deutsch, you are under the drum ditties
 your repertoire poor slovozapas as a whore
 no I'm not very smart, but smarter than you in every 10
 Shokk fuck all at once geym you- goof izchezni kill yourself!
 prosish fit you, I need a profit slishom fufel
 no whip muvz mind you bitch beef will -cliques boom and you were dead ... south of KING
 here in the flesh gram twice
 Tony Montana you do not, you're zassal shove my half a kilogram blinders
 and I do not care about anything and I left you without fear of conscience
 you are in my eyes stupid bastard, I svoboden- paid my duty!
 I FSUs on dabltaim at Pancho or rhyme in the tracks
 enough of that I am real and you Beaches feykschit
 King of the back and you fagot on Veseli morons in the disco!
 for half a couple of Casar, I'm not going for nothing
 I raised the price of goods but poklal his dick on you and
 I think more like prorvatsya ludshe cancer as you used to
 bitch know more lies the deeper padat- pathetic fagot!