КилаТонный, Micaholic. My self esteem is peaking, my spirits made of steel. You think I'll make it to the top? Better best believe I will. I done ben thru moments when I wanted to go and call it quits. When the rain is pouring, I'm homeless, my body's cold and sick. And all the people wanna on keep walking, pretending not to notice me. Aint nobody wanna know my story, nobody wanna hold my world up on their shoulders, so i chose the road with no one, but my solo all alone and, it seemed impossible stopping these dominant obstacles Every time that I dropped, with all these problems on top of me, but still I'm ambitious. Wanna be the sickest on a beat, and spit this little bit of vicious rhymes and written's. All of them encrypted. Automated systems, caught up in this instance. Mindless instincts motivate our senses totally against us. Bordering potential. Comprehension digest and condenses the mess in our mental dimensions, and centers attention to problems, and tension, then gives the impression aggression could strengthen, and power our engines. Attempting to hide the essential to straighten our essence. Unless I could scrape all the stress with a pencil, and let you descend in the message I'm sending by making these sentences.
My self esteem is peaking, my spirits made of steel. You think I'll make it to the top? Better best believe I will. My Self Esteem Is Peaking, My Self Esteem Is Peaking, Self Esteem Is Peaking
любая критика воспринимается спокойно в любой войне определители - стратеги боя когда баланс расколит на двое, удвоив шансы на зов в десятки децебел нас поведут сражаться дистанционно обуздав в сети заряд ударный передовой отряд вернулся духом перегарным нас научили убивать и до конца за близких на не поделенной земле ели из одной миски когда выборы теми, с теми ли делим ли мы стены нас ели, а босыми выходим из тьмы то ли не много ли боли пули добавит песок на характерные крики к бою последний рывок толку ли было кидать остатки на общий совет там где вздымается солнце больше не падает свет там где под латы и лапы стрелы и ворон кружит я нажимаю на плей национальный режим.
My self esteem is peaking, my spirits made of steel. You think I'll make it to the top? Better best believe I will. My Self Esteem Is Peaking, My Self Esteem Is Peaking, Self Esteem Is Peaking