Текст песни Кажэ Обойма - количество небезопасно

We sometimes talk about unsafe
the number of sales and a pile of bucks
about the fate of my first album
grow stupid enough to open a case with a crowbar

this clown is ready for a free promo
then it became clear to everyone touched by the type of mind
I could not read srodu
and yet you're on about fashion Babe, Babe b b
pseudo-partner group, pseudo fleyva
you think your stuff is super, the rest is a fake
is not it, cook with crappy underdone steaks?
unlikely, but tusy skaters
This feminine occasion successfully finds
sometimes the city does not accept those who have a rider
who do not know the streets, but they know the forums and sites
I'll be in khaki jacket in the new Nike
or somewhere in the middle or at the club with Mike
either in the courts of the evening, exploding Joint Skunk
notify the dispatcher of the tank mode
UFO mode, beyond
conventional measures of national MC
Kazhe clip, Kay hey hey joe crazy
himself a producer, distributor himself
rap with a bitter but exquisite taste, for this dish
you will have to pay a ruble currency
I'm not one of those celestial bodies that Newton studied
home I take my text without ado rough
a dog from the street takes a purebred bitch
I lift this cup
for to see the least possible dead
on TV, on radio, on stage all kinds of clubs
yo group resuscitation dolls

you're doing a rap for those who are still at the desk
plastic samurai sword from the zoo
Well, Nitsche, but it is only seemingly sorry
Do not judge by the cover of the book, the bar
It found itself in the ceiling in the mid-nineties
read between the lines to people like you is not easy
I know I did not replace the phosphorus flame
this in such a short period of time I passed the exam
wounded, sick rap while moaning
beneath me my bitch thought about the second album
it's like a heart attack from which you are in a coma
Tony dead number, same dead
as the sperm in my Gandon
your pathetic producer COMMERCE
you do not have space in my house
oboymaaaaa this rap uzakoneen