Текст песни Vyaches Aside - Человек монета

All of plagiarism as a tracing back to a pair of carrion
Line to Church so that you should not pass a guy
La la la! As a fire in the fog
You will soon pogasnesh in Gary
For a firefighter with you
My method is to press the point at opponetnov coins
Well I'm incompetent and I specifically FSUs
After all, at the same time with the subsoil
There is something that pulls up to the sky
To top express probably disappear
No expert opinions competitors
I & quot; Bert & quot; window and close the one entrance to the press
I'm a skeptic aggressor
I have a vector on a chair
Nambu Juan
My place is there
Why, I'm Crazy place
But how do you cruiser Bay
Your rap meditates like
But even mulberries I certainly dominating Shoot, I Buddha
God has given me! at the feet of old! so you're the player himself
But you're against me as a mod and origidzhinal
I meyrueis your experience Wait until retiring old
I'll bomb! I America you pokistan
Your podcasts pitiful semblance of a caste Basta
Well but then Dr. Butcher
Your lips are sewn on them are a patch
Touch like a word with the mouth!
Battle sinners casting
But the bright white throat kastyum
All I caught a shepherd

Do you think you're a dangerous gangsta
And breathed? Rasta Mask
Stupidly only coached fable
But purely fiction farce in times of fast food
I pull like without a passport Gaster
FAS team! in you my blaster Punchy
Call me or Gus Gas is synonymous team Kutch
So yes, Touch down!
Punchy throw! to me as a gift!
Belichita I'm glad you!
Reread I still say I'm Van Dam!

I was hungry to me a gastritis
Gangrene throw to a spot like throwing in the Basket
Spit on the bullies I pumped them napaskoy (affection)
You love konchevy good end like a fairy tale
At the mouth of the basin and took gave?
You asked yourself this question at the ask, yes!
Do you like space and Vakoumé no life in you
But I came to you now places minuscule
Your handwriting rap zero and weight Eyasy
My prize you swallowed - swallowed my prizik

I bleed the press
You bleed the press
Yes! first you got!
And yes losses Evacuate honor!
Pistons trouble because not fer
I felt under a kettle in size 16 years
Feel boy
Who's at the beginning of Head
Feel boy
Who nights of the soul is not chayat
It accompanies me luck swings
It touches all because I am responsible supply