Текст песни Дино МС 47 - Вне номинаций

We remove Chronicle
Under rap and electronics
All Moscow smokes hydroponics
The city's economy nourishes us
The dance floor every time
The last time
Bits and bass
Catch my vibration
We will conquer the whole world
Plans of occupation
Select the priority for the flow of information
We're out of the category and the category is

We sometimes rushing, and sometimes does not think
And a white sheet of paper in my notebook
Stays clean
Live with a whistle
Freely and quickly
The soul is torn apart and her raging fire
Without the aid does not understand you
On the mechanisms
Look through the lens and you'll see the truth
Hear the essence
Understand that I am
And we will understand who is who in the Stone Forest
My voice your wall is not an obstacle
and so I'm going over the edge
I like Boomer and the Gang
I'm from the ninth company
I am one of the first group
Eyes devour thoughts
I eat your poison
As defense
Stalingrad
I always defend my truth
And until the end even if it sounds cannonade
Even if you fight against
All is not exactly smooth
Redneck looks from the negatives in our direction
Gossip climb as sanctions in the city
Like, these guys
amid all the white crows
And we answer couplets break on their heads
Gestures, gags
Ideas do not come to an end
And our rhymes are never repeated
We turn up the volume
and all swing
They begin to listen
And they cut one
People change
Because we change them
We explain what they used to be is not clear
We always talk
Only what we know
Even if sometimes it is quite dangerous
It would not glue the fins
I think often
Why so popular
This fag Basque
Freedom in the sky clear
All this from fiction
And my life korida
And I'm all in red

Beyond category is the category
Sweetheart, come to me -
Reduce the distance
On this night, I want to be surprised by your dancing
You look so cool
As with glossy cover
DINO works
The dance floor swinging
All this repchina exclusively beauties
And even if the competitors out there that are trying to
They go not for long
But back
Verge erased
Hip-hop as a battlefield
These are not like those
And they do not like these
Especially about something argue
In what is laid up children
Did nothing bite
For small proportion
What Biff'y and Diss'y
You are not artists
You rat
Would you throw a grenade -
Here's my thought
I have put on you
And your provocations
I'm out of the category and the category is

We remove Chronicle
Under rap and electronics
All Moscow smokes hydroponics
The city's economy nourishes us
The dance floor every time
The last time
Bits and bass
Catch my vibration
We will conquer the whole world
Plans of occupation
Select the priority for the flow of information
We're out of the category and the category is