Текст песни Tox1c - днями на репите

if you're a fan of rap catch my creation
at the microphone Tox1c labor performer
you say that you type your Battle winner
as they say do not rush and the people laugh
I have every day repite drums explode
We like rap friends I see you did not get along with him
Your rhymes is your reading of one word shit
you forget about rap because it is not yours
in my veins instead of blood flowing in them the rap
this is like my shadow gives me the right advice
and now my goal is simply to get to the final
or rather his win to become the first number of a battleship
I rise up as the bird flies
I'm alone in this Batlle and must fight against all
and under these bits you shake your head
in Battle have to fight so get ready to battle

Tox1c makes from Battle foreign
as a flock of sheep just disperse all
if not against the pain is sour salt
you rap a passer and I starring