Текст песни black ft. pazif1k beat - 5. А ты в глаза скажи

And you tell me in the eye
The mixtape & quot; for a few seconds and breathing & quot;

1.
Well, who wants to say what he thinks about me
Nenad complain behind tell straight in the eye.
Razhkazhi everything and I will listen attentively
Then I Nasr and that all this skushaesh

I'm like a hurricane and you just breeze
I'm coming for you, and in my hand hammer
I will beat you until your feet do not tear krasovki
You listen to our lyrics and backing tracks

Ordered a coffin is we are going to visit
We can cut you into pieces and erase your bones
Needless to complain behind priduprizhdal I love you
Nesёsh some political chuzh pizdish thing about me

Now let's say it's all in my eyes
For such a lie I'll neproschu nikakda
I'm taller than you get on your knees paskuda
Prasit prascheniya for everything you umiraesh ublyudak ...

Chorus

Are you in the eye bitch tell us these things
Facts pridyavi well, let us prove
Sit at home and on the street fear not vyholi
Are you in the eye bitch tell us these things

2.

 Come on, I'm listening to what you were saying
 Just what you sing Cullen got the same shit
 The eyes tell me that those words in my ears on the Internet
 Come bad Zadar, your house social network

 It is not a secret, that in the life of others
 When you stand in front of me, Read zaibis
 Knees trembling, as matinee in kindergarten
 You sit at home, and I judge you! I'll prove it to you all

 Bring It On, for the sake of my fucking joy
 My morals and manners, you can not afford kids
 His poems in the trash can, the next piece in the trash
 While I'm a bit of your fucking whores, women

 They squeak, they want to hear the next verse
 When Sasha write, they run away from home that you had not heard
 And I stupidly fuck you then write what he wrote
 His hounds letters. Those I can not get.

 
Yes pastupil boy you're so not good
For any chuzh we satrёm you in powder
Zhalasti will not we, as Beshanov psi
peregryzёm your throat bitch die

We'll priduprizhdali you do not understand morally
And now getting physical pussy soaring
We staim as warriors in combat until the end
We do not pizdaboly we atvechaem for words

And you brasaesh its glory on the wind
Pizlish some political chuzh puskaesh gossip
Ugly deeds with side tvaey
For his words are now paluchay pussy

All you dumaesh you tell us in the eye
And not balaboly otvichay for his words
We priydёm to you at any time
Mercy will not you die ublyudak ....