Текст песни 1-й. Класс - ...кто бухает водку и сияет как звезда...это я

Who says that I read mene cool
Someone tells you that 1 kla $ bastard
Someone somewhere says I Tatars and chock
Man, I tell you that your mother is a whore
Do not let my hand away boy..i pisduy
Give me a better fight kesh..i younger women
-So I'm not who I was there a kid from Rashy
And I Rusko pure blood and she plows ..
I do not think you 50 cent
There are no seshn ... This is pure nonsense
This Russian pop rather than gangsta rap
Seryoga dunce, shame Rashn rap
I'm not the best rapper but one of the best
I know of only one who reads steeper
The rest are pisduyte or hide bitches
It Stiles dick in your mouth, or eggs in the mouth!

Who reads the coolest and loves himself?
Who thumps vodka and shines like a star?
Who pulls the penis and wrote until the morning?
This is me (who?) It's me (2x)

I started to read Russian a year ago
Today, everyone knows my name, every fucking
I like it all easy, it's like in the mouth cum
Che you want, if you have a kid talent
Once I will not write what you want
Not pisdite ... Stop! But you still pisdite
"Why is he comes over to my girlfriend?"
Because almost every woman fucking whore ..
I do not think that you are members of a turnip
I'm the coolest, though there is no cache
Hooley you read if no hurry
You fight a puppy, AKA ... MC Kesha
This rap changed, you do not need nobody here
You do not rap men..suka we'll choke !!
I read the Negro steeper, your peppers wilt
I do not know what your kids are pulling ..

Who reads the coolest and loves himself?
Who thumps vodka and shines like a star?
Who pulls the penis and wrote until the morning?
This is me (who?) It's me (2x)

I will read so that everyone died Hayter
So that was read out to the cache Boomer
You read this stuff as a female humor
I leave all huyaryat easy run into ...
I shoot shoot shotguns from banks
I sell my sperm in cans
This cock in her mouth Stiles, molisya God Strėva
I'll rip your mouth with his thick member
And do not think that you're the business changed
This rap rap, it's not your business changed
You are not a new Russian punk collective farm
Who huyarit every day to dig potatoes in 5?
I go on the dance floor take out the bubble
I opt for the women and looking for some of the toilet
I pulled out his penis as a souvenir
I satisfy everyone, though, and all night drinking

Who reads the coolest and loves himself?
Who thumps vodka and shines like a star?
Who pulls the penis and wrote until the morning?
This is me (who?) It's me (2x)