Текст песни 1 класс - Саня

Ah! Here is a class where my poems fuck bits
I have heard many times we read everything I want to become like you
Sedna I know Che dude and I for what I
When I started to read what Russian rap lay in his coffin
everything that I can Sedna I learned only the
and do not ask ficher bitch I do not need you , leave me alone !
as before all the people shouted at his hands up and all the dirt
I listened to red mold and wanted to read as Kool Savas
I never thought that someday sample
yesterday me nobody knew salam Union !
today my tracks all known I handlebars
I write letters heifers , shouting , Sanya I love you!
I shit on MTV or andengraund
those who andengraunde how to read do not know rap
I see in this world only two stars in the sky
Understand that you need a sense , if you want to stay in business
all your rappers like flies do not live long
they come and go back to your long journey
I am in this life I do not want a lot of humble pepper
but if you want to Biff , you break my jaw rap
you just believe in yourself bro and do not wait for assistance
here everyone fights for himself here current ones enemies
I'm not a very smart guy but I know
Who am I, that I'm here and that I want the coolest rap read !

Yades havent havent joy happiness in this world
raw sulfur days escorted us to death
understand that our life is a kid is not easy thing
fuck her while living as if she's a whore
here does not have a rainbow of happiness is not present in this world
somewhere someone died somewhere dreams born children
understand that our life is a kid is not easy thing
fuck her while living as if she's a whore

- King -

In pouring vodka glasses and make a Victor
I know I have to do human person when he plays a bit
I take a dick in his hand , the other microphone
you want beef with the King ? Come , we are waiting for you !
do not you be a leader not! see your house is burning ,
see our music explodes and burns fire
does that tell you about my rap became big and strong
at an early age he was smoking cannabis and drinking alcohol
skipped school to read and wanted to make tracks ,
wanted to be the best rapper on white light
head wind on the report card sixes
I dream every night and bucks party girls
we were going with the guys , drinking Ponte smoked
Ice Q, Eaze and Dre were my idols
I did not want on the scene , did not want the factory
I wanted to play along with the melody to the hammer
thanks to your help but we do not need a fuck
we have two of the best MC with a couple of years later
right now, we know the people we were chasing stuff in the club
your progress as bananas do not grow in the tundra
we say we write stuff and why is it us ?
all our tracks it - the fight for the honor of rap !
it's a real rap like we're on a little light
There are many fake rappers without building !

Here havent havent joy happiness in this world
raw sulfur days escorted us to death
understand that our life is a kid is not easy thing
fuck her while living as if she's a whore
It does not have a rainbow of happiness is not present in this world
somewhere someone died somewhere dreams born children
understand that our life is a kid is not easy thing
fuck her while living as if she's a whore