Текст песни TraceMC - MAIL

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Verse 1:

The clock struck midnight, and I'm out of the house
I turned off the mobile and kerf god mode
waiting for me bro, I'm on the streets at home
you need a HYIP? And fuck me on my Nike polo!

Forget me, bastard, if I read nonsense
I come to Battle, but you do not have a radius
I pick up a mike and throw him to the ground
Aspirin fuck, bitch, I asked Crack!

Your world - this is a house of cards
I blew him a long time, do not worry I'm not dead
I collect gold rings like Sonic
and refiner in the circuit, your girl is in a coma

This is my day around Slow Mo,
call me Max Pain
I'm hard, in other words I have hardware
My cartel closed for you, write on mail

CHORUS:

Write on mail (if you want to ask)
Write on mail (if you want to kill)
Write on mail (listen not only to themselves)
Write on mail (remember where your family)

Verse 2:

I am here in the underground
you fucking underground
but a diploma in your pocket
you underground as a prince
but in the dark quarter
your last whim
not dirty face!

I take off your skin like a corpse
it, I rented your skin like a bitch
I introduce a motion in a stupor
this is so cool, this bitch moans like a shout!

But I like it poebat demon
you do not feel the blows, you can see the body sold
where there far you you let the foam from his mouth
but now I set fire to her ass - marshmallow

My streets tell me every day about beef
who you were and who now, I forgot for a moment
Call my boys if I am busy, son
they are happy to explain to you where to go

CHORUS:

Write on mail (if you want to ask)
Write on mail (if you want to kill)
Write on mail (listen not only to themselves)
Write on mail (remember where your family)