Текст песни GreatStep - Иран-Контрас 4 round IndaBattle IV

Your voices on bits empty like your throne
Tons of Gada Daguda were heard here then
Confused rap, the field for the fight is ready
Supports are knocked out, coma - it expects one only
But such a pressure, it was seen not waiting for the sea here
Clones, icons set this onion mountain
Kalo-coupled Kali you put a clan on the mountain
Ways, I remember, too, not a scroll bound with a hop

So on the topic to keep your manner here weak
I put the words on the book in the paper on the boom
I collapsed on the humps, they say here under the name
But I'm still here try to stop me

I am 100 buttons like a shadow, and my scope is great
And between the walls past the doors go, I am a slippery type
But for me it is not necessary to tears I disgust you again
Your pets in a pair again demolish me with the floor

In my victory, you were wrong, we ordered the paths to the left
But on the battlefield I survived, and I still heard my Topot
In the sense of your fun work and all the words - the water flow
Choose your fate alas of shame or flood

All told around, the chimney in Battle I poison
But Dagud here will be like class and high
On the task you do not mow under me, ah
After all, without a style, my vice flea on the bits, ha

chorus:

This riot will not give me a pillar comments
Turn out the circulation under the wall of the posts
But I know who is the best, forgive but rightfully
I got into the topic, so wait for the failure

Let the extreme on the kapakh, the vocals are cleaner, but alas
On Buttlah, while he flew from him only shoes on the bits
If the defect of my poems is French accent
Then your defect is the nose, and at least opened topics

In addition to tight on dublah syllable, you did not see anything
And for your singing in Batlach strictly, you are nominated only in Madame
And in order to kill me here you wound on the mustache I will not give up so
On the bits, it is not a coward I will be cut out to pain in the gums of the Fasta for it is not easy for me
Resentment anger is not that your passage everywhere
As evidence to everyone
Well, since you still, it means that the braid on the stone will roll
Let them be either Blanmark, or this short type

I'm too early to give up my thoughts of the tree
You can boast on the network, they say they did not merge
But here I am left with the selection, with the task of the round you are
On the topic Complex Edip, already twisted skis

My principle on batlah is not to whine
Your principle to lose, in summary week
Sight aiming for the fifth, but I hit you focus
In front of me not wizard