Текст песни Имран Дугиев - Ингуш, ушами кровь

Your Final

This Th for garbage? From the tracks I have the blood of the ears!
Double bottom, bitch, two whores - they would flog,
While not up to the place, pastoral characters.
Trepaly searching cable - space and the backbone.

Stop
But what do you want? It seems not a pest of himself
And in no way raved.
Spam as a PR - bounds.
All
Like at least a mimicry - Royal Straight Flush,
In contact, an imaginary idol classics: Big Hand Wright.

Behold losers all this carnival,
Here rats bulk gnaw filed ...
Suppose an atheist, yet here you cross - painted target
This whole gay parade only gay scandal!
I'm a lousy writer - you big pussy gave.
 
Forest cut down your hands a word: if the poacher,
Shakhtar has learned the craft: throw marriage into the quarry.
You bream word again, failing to throw a tackle,
Who gave you the right to complain, bitch, plug the mouth.

bang boom
 From the sounds of your vehicle - nine grams!
bang boom
 My verses like: bread mouths.
bang boom
 I was a shepherd, I go over the heads,
bang boom
 Your light was extinguished - the second finale for you!