Текст песни Schokk - Пошли все нахуй

if you Haslem where your Manet, where success you rapper cocks
 while I'm here you bastards way to the top is not available!
 I izcheznu Tupac for 7 years and have a rest
 During this time you will cut each other bitches
 I'm tired of your faces vidit slishat voices of jackals
 I do not care about Pancho I verbs ludshe read all horrible!
 Shokk shield that sold you, or rather sends you on a dick
 I'm not going to vyesnyat what and whose fault here
 Just my way I'm running through it like a hound
 you on the go often managing to finish the ears
 Tell someone ludshe Shokko tomorrow it pohrany
 kings are divorced but has a lot of one that the boss
 odevaeshsya you like a scarecrow in uёbok Zuko
 I'm in tight jeans big street traffic signs
 My guys do not look like digeneratov
 and yet if we'll fuck you porvёm
 you tell me what you pizdish loyal, but I hear the lines
 tell one hit in the face you bitch vysresh kidney
 in my eyes you leash weed that dug into the soil
 I vote sa..ny a nightmare that you dream at night

 I see every day, all that what you sochinyaesh
 and drag jeans wide as an American
 I'm more than a year pyany, I'm an alcoholic so I
 Tenu like a vacuum cleaner that will get next row
 I am Russian rap auf Deutsch you a drum ditties
 your repertoire as a poor slovozapas a whore
 no I'm not the smartest, but smarter than you in every 10
 Shokk fuck all at once geym you- Loch izchezni kill yourself!
 prosish you fit, I want profit slishom fufel
 no scourge muvz mind you bitch beef will -cliques boom and you were dead ... south of KING
 here in the flesh gram twice
 you're not Tony Montana, you're zassal shove my blinker half a kilo
 and I do not care about anything and I left you without fear of conscience
 you are in my eyes stupid bastard, I svoboden- paid my duty!
 I FSUs to dabltaim at Pancho or rhyme in the tracks
 enough of that I am real and you Beeches feykschit
 king of the back and you fagot on Veseli morons in the disco!
 Casar for half a couple, I'm not in vain
 I raised the price of the goods but poklal his dick on you and
 I think more like prorvatsya ludshe cancer like you used to
 bitch know the more lies the deeper padat- pathetic fagot!