Just 4 Lulz - Two strokes(Два Удара) цаарский подгон | Текст песни

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• Just 4 Lulz
• Two strokes(Два Удара) цаарский подгон

While you tried to write a line on your own rotten sheet
I'm as boiling cube have made my whiskey finally complete

You told me rap's not yours, think up another trick
I have solved i'll take a whip and I will lead spice-cake tactic
I understand now why all need to be fucked up
You cut your counter, as woodcutter on the casino checkup

Is it a fashion in the Russia talking shit about hustle?
I broke the rules, I wear my false face on truthful mask
The next line will make naive guys feel fully shocked
If you're rapper, dry wine is a dealer powder hawked

I'm in nine months have beaten out a placenta
Now I am angrily, and give my thanks for it to cent

Sorry, guy, i see that you are not the male alpha
Bitches flows from you? I guess you're crying that whole world's Sparta
You cannot earn a chicken, go twist ring-shaped roll
Your sex chance is a from sex-shop doll

Our fight will be passed just in two strokes
First kick will be mine and second you will shock the road
Your language sounds like shit, and it's your mumbling butcher
Stuffin for a coffin is a russian rap future

Your message did not informed
Water in your full of holes palms in the pit returned

Life is just a game
And I entered parole
Now I'm like a doomguy
Making aliens cry and return to home