Текст песни 404 - агрессия

I pretend what made conclusions Purchase hammers and steel needles
we will do in a terrible place suicidal attempts with you together
I am a leader of the gloom and soils will nightmare fuck
Its paranoid leaves to scare the whole stupid brood
will not cost the rope and soap so that no scum of me ever forgot
Fuck I so much on the moon? it's better to eat it like a lady wolf crush stupid mares
necrophil fucks the corpse until he cooled
Having the soup with a cans of tomato paste until he cooled
Cum in my mouth Surriously cool such huita here to write dangerous
But I turn the road when a person lights up red
Therefore, I fuck on such a danger
Let the kamaz bother or I myself will eat myself from a comic empty
Akhueva What I have a verbal plastic !! I want plastic!
christmas let winding tackle
And where it comes from where it came with his poetic agents.
Strits about revenge will add cancer cells and + over1000000 to revenge
My hand brushes cut the unbearable truth. sorry
Because the syndrome-chronic absence of conscience of valor and honor.
This fuck will be under the minus to reduce?
in their hut whistles until the end of life will be lucky
Shoot fucking all who participates in the fucking castings
In Boschka they have Huita and voracious fierce mouth
who is there what kind of worms that were devoured intestinal worms
and the shaman of the bit drops on the tambourine in the evening so as not stopped
At the bitches in the district, there everyone was already listed for me, of course
But the dream dreamed of the prophetic one that follows that fuck
I do not need more material things because
peace is soon secured
From that, I am so impaired
Evil as postman Pechkin without a domestic bike
Being alive without acid, it is difficult to fly in infinity
I quickly deceive and chopped this text on the clave
It became definitely lighter after such rituals
69 kg I will weigh it easier to breathe smoke than air easier
From the nut in ahu liver I squeeze her in the Gestapian furnace
And I will bring in an unnecessary list of a spoon from the peppers
Because you do not please the results of the final
dick who should be kept but I have learned the written speech
In the head only rhymed sketches so time seems more quickly
must be finished and the bed is already lying
as usual in the morning to wake up not cool
I then as under the hero, gloomy coffee is not brown
and makes consciousness more muddy never do nothing fee
I will weave from your hair strong ways and fuck yourself to get into
loyal like Pluto dog but you lady fuck on it as if
I will finish it to write when it breaks the head with a metal rod
or when die from the fair amount in the nasal sinuses powder
In the fuck will be like cool