Текст песни Shokk - Грязь

how many years, how many winters, how many nerves and forces
how much did you put here, and I endured everyone
Battle King - every track every dissa for all - moves
Biff with you - not a mix, biff with me - Versus Tim
I love me who in hip-hop shake.
SD - Loch, Misharik
Do not touch shit will not
Who argued the idiot - because everything was clear with you
Thieves silent - huyo
Hip - hop craft, wander - you are in it like a logo without words
And it does not fuck that the Russian rap sounds like a nail donkey.
Poncho about the table, wine Balanta, how to say gallant
In your language - past talent
there is a pair of rhymes to find more difficult than looking for atlanta
Lirik - Fuck Nabokov
Star concrete blocks
You're not able to fuck the word "bream" from rhyme ...
Hip - hop culture i let them not love but part of it
There is no you in it, you are looking for the entrance of the zuben to wash it
here in captivity they grow up and without character live as the roots of water
You yourself poured yourself a garbage bucket
Poststramatic - Stockholm syndrome.
Oxymiron.
Sounds today as a must
I was proud of you when as son
Poor - It's a shame, but that you are the torchinik of Huyev - did not plunge here with fucking innocent.
Puchglase High
There is no more difference between you and Jonoboam!
My fucked character, my damned ego
But I did not break myself in the formats - I apologize did not run
I betrayed me - accused publicly
Fuck justified my gifs - typically
Any Suga knows what your friends are solved personally!
At least for decency.
But only all your friends in quotes.
She did not think that he would come back - isn't it?!
Last laughing - performances
Soaping image and aerial myths
Quotes and soulless rhymes
The fate of Savasi tedious, boring and superfluous.
Release in September, album to spring.
Methar 7 and 7 But noise seems to Kin-Kong in Moscow
I am more hip-hop than everything
Bream rammer to retirement
Now the goal is to become a famous to Jiara and Benense
My Street Art in the center - on all of all,
How it just turned out to be a success (I am a genius)
I am not serious about genius, out of criticism and your all possible doubts
Fuck in your mouth your opinions - their ears in place.
Listened to everyone this year and I am the best at times 200
Do not love but no indifferent here (Bamberg returned)
Tusovka at death - dick with her I rhyme and under the remnants of the pulse.
Fuck on everything like boots in a puddle
And who said that shock with brains is friends?
Yesterday bream - today crayfish for dinner
That's all pussy and still fuck do not need
Mud, dirty mud dirt
From dirt in Prince - Prince!
Release in the evening waiting for people
As if Jason killed Freda, no one would not sleep !!!