Текст песни the Chemodan, Ямыч, ОД Белый Рэп - Гейм Овер

I do not believe that this game Over,
albums here as dishes, guess who cook.
Guess who is in your monitors,
you hit on a pear but it posypetsya not soon.
and our children are sick masturbation.
we all sit on the time bomb.
red spray, that is, call the ambulance.
world through the prism, ie through the TV.
look, all nails and a lot of them here.
but only a bitch, do not cut on the legs of the god.
and on the threshold of my temple,
if the noise will be, then you will not make a noise for a long time.
about two troubles fool is clear
lousy roads and uncle on the X-fifth.
rap gluttons, in the course of this long.
We Major, we bring down on my father's Volga

Look here - there is not water in bottles
are concrete and Cablea and stuff with beard
bro too trouble head pizda
it's time to change the place - go year
spend time on the booze and seeds
it is not yet final - ebanet wave
Rate this world - that it is free ether
wool change to yogurt - as wax melts
Philco head chips on the table
throw this nonsense - you see here is dangerous e
Kan smoke briefly at stake ...
from bratuha Bro - you know just about anyone
der'me life and what about it
seeds grow in the ground and water stleyut
notice - and the ending can not catch
because few we ...

All around us, Rudy Lobot .. ugh blyat 'people-robots