Текст песни TerakoooT - Ни капли морали

All your MS is shit
I * b * l Culture didn't even wear g * nd * n
my rep is drunk as bordeaux
I break into your MP3 without a knock, sorry

Your stars only sell * bl *
I am a ssu on their posters mixing your stars with d * pm * m
Give me a micro, this is my weapon
I charge the cartridge, Pau

Now to you sucker
I will deal your dreams about the third as if porcelain
In the trash of your tracks, rural hero
Battle - Well * P *, You fly out * Die king

Round with me ceiling
Your 63 ms take boldly in my mouth
All that was having a Betla you - a heartfelt vice
And everyone who wanted meat, I throw apple pie

they want to snatch a tidy piece
Do you want fame? Here's my so-called cursor
I threw 2 in a hundred, after ate three multicolored wheels
This is my traffic light

You are there under Avai write brother hello
Such as you are in the paddy, breathe in the fiberglass
bl * fucking b * dl *, of you in McDake I even
empty tables are not visible

But I do not serve the type
In your Baba, the reservoir, I jump into it through the clitoris
Being a referry is not journey
I am Pasha, I'm 15, do not want a fit?

If not, then in Pskuda
I will remove all the huskies bastard
I will listen now to go
and in the comments * b * th your momuer

And on the Othanage Really Plees **
rural m * d * to named Antoha
Place of accommodation Kartaly
Main desire to sit on the courts

And what answer me ** b * k?
Rep x ** n *, and we are here like amoebs
Three only for one topic
who someone * b * l and who in this verbal fuck became the first

And I'm polubling * lying into it like in art
not thinking that the rap will be without taste
Biomusor, sponsor of drunk tus and
Swing with bosomes

We raise the glass of Klinsky together
For all our favorite songs
for Versuse, for the word, behind the stars
and favorite internet press.