Текст песни K.R.A - Around my bizznes
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Я слышал кто-то ищет с Kozz`ом драки,
Я слышал кто-то впереди меня, но стоя раком,
Какой вам дать ответ? Вопрос то не простой однако,
Как на счет, как на счет, как насчёт?
Шёл бы ты, Том Сойер, на хуй.
Получи подачу K.R.A Бай Ут
Это Накун Клатча все они умрут, это однозначно,
Они не попадут в телепередачи,
все они со сцены уползут задом на карачках,
Ты-ты по прежнему дебил "Schokk",
Я слабохарактерный, ну же переубеди "ага" ты мне нужен, да уж,
Нет скорей не обходим, как солярий негру, или будто пенис Loume de,
Или как будто крест на мечети
Психушка позади, но всё мерещатся черти,
Хотел нам подосрать? Мне интересно, а чем же?
Слей мне Мирона и по-реще исчезни...
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Ну-ка
А а а ну-ка разойдись идет звезда эстрады, "где?" - не вижу,
Вижу пидараса,что на магистрали "под фонарем",
С бородавкой в ADIDAS`е старом,
Ты улица? Даже собаки на тебя насрали,
Я слыхал, что в мире не видать людей левее Шока,
Я слышал K.R.A. в 100 раз талантливее Schokk`a,
Я слышал Schokk теперь звезда, но я не верю что-то,
Сукин сын! Тебе не избежать удара телескопом
За писанину вам художникам сломать бы кисти,
Я слышал Fun`ы москвичи ебали мать Садиста,
Брат садись, поговорим, возникла во какая мысля,
На досуге, хуй тебе на воротник неси его как коромысло,
Даме ты старый слезак, вы достали писать Diss`ы,
Достань адреса, Лысый
Достал мой тесак: "И всех закапаю в лесах",
Ты записал как овца и не подписал минуса,
Вы непуть и знаешь и сам, и нет пути в Rap вам назад! "Нет
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I heard someone looking for a fight with kozz.
I heard someone ahead of me, but standing with cancer,
What answer do you give? The question is not simple, however,
How about, how about, what about?
Would you go, Tom Sawyer, on a dick.
Get the feed K.R.A Bai U
This is a clutch clock, they will die, it is definitely,
They will not get into television programs,
All of them from the scene will crawl back on the karachi,
You are still a debit "Schokk",
I am weak, well, well, I need you, I need you, yes,
No, we don’t go around like a nonsense solar, or like a Loume de penis,
Or as if a cross on a mosque
A psychiatric hospital is behind, but the devils are everyone,
Wanted us to make a touch? I'm wondering what?
Dry me Miron and disappears a few ...
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Well
But but, well, go to the pop star, "Where?" - I do not see,
I see Pidaras that on the highways "under the lantern",
With a wart in Adidas, the old
Are you a street? Even the dogs have shook you on you
I heard that in the world you can’t see people to the left of the shock,
I heard K.R.A. 100 times more talented Schokk`a,
I heard Schokk now a star, but I don't believe something,
Son of a bitch! You cannot avoid a blow to the telescope
For writers, artists would break the brushes,
I heard Fun 'Muscovites fucking the mother of the sadist,
Brother sit down, talk, arose in what thought,
At your leisure, dick to your collar bring him like a rocker,
You are an old tear to the lady, you got to write diss.
Get address, bald
I took out my Tesac: "And drip everyone in the forests",
You wrote down as a sheep and did not sign a minus,
You know and you know yourself, and there is no way to Rap back to you! "Not