Текст песни Дядя К. из ЕКБ - Тексты

Writing about anything purely on a "leave me alone"
Texts on the go, not to shit marina
The text of a life, the texts of the persimmon.
For what was and what will be there.
And there was more, were muddied, stupor.
There was a time, of course, wildly ugaral.
But look what tvoritsya today.
Its your pussy, such as the enemies among us.
More precisely, among them.
I spit on the pussy your entire team.
Mongrels, hardcore, trash-boys.
Do I simply have no words!
This is total shit.
I shit on your Motion, you pidarё.
zot pereubivayte you each other.
It would be better to be a blizzard.
oh guys, what do you say.
Zabdiel not I tell you, your mother.
as it can be understood.
it is a complete failure, Japan mother!