Lyrics Маленький Ники - Голодный художник

feed hunger again on a chain
he wants to escape, he is really aimed
we play the fool - shoulder straps won't help you
You won't get money here, I kindly remind you

there will be no food for you, as well as the audience
in a pair we are now, you are torn as polite
as if the alphabet without B is not complete
battle got sick, but I'm like a panacea

your girl is on the table - we are all under the table
your penis on the border is like a guard
you are like a bisector and I cornered you
I will be Robin Hood and you are a cardinal in ugah

my songs like Jupi do not go out without water
I brought you food, but I forgot to give
your cage is strong - third round name
Nicky young but dashing veterans saws

we are all writers here - cool
we write texts strictly in the morning
but we are deep and without money
do not give for our products

the sense of your poems, I told you
doused you with shit even though you were waiting for dinner
but you are a plant, so you fertilized
I, as a bad organizer, threw Roots here


over the head with a sledgehammer - you will go under the hammer
take the noodles off your ears and wrap them around your mustache
you are a bad writer your notebook fences
I am a river on a dam - I give out pressure

I give everyone a turnip this is an agricultural action
battle is exactly a verse, but Niki United Russia
you are not Ham, Biologist, I will lay aside the larva for you
you have a dick, but you reproduce with a stamen

I incapacitate you like a soldier
we are of different sorts buddy you are not my brother
you read abruptly you think what they say is cool
appeared here as a ham but became a cocky bitch