JUDGE

This is not a double head anaconda
But I can knock out a non-jerky combo
Live in places harsher than Compton
Only the streets will say whos Top there

And a minute is enough, you stupidly smash you all
You are not able to distinguish amounts from difference
This is not a team, but a raster character
And each has its own personal and personal style.

You have tap drops, it's your urethra battle
Only you managed to climb, and fully dribbled the floor
And it doesn’t matter to me what your temper is there
You are far from handsome in the role of Efron Zack

"The first corona, the second funeral" -
You will be buried in your own mansions
Time is running out, you send from Charon
After all, for him I decide here, on me Cronus crown

casshern (bridge)

Two blows and blows ebasin
You're a fuckin with a Powers Austin fuck.
Slouchy shmyga, you have handrososteo
Do you like spring period - fast garbage

Your real friend keeps you dick without hands
Your field of activity is a friend around
A mafia flows around, or inside you
Your friend Gouseru, aka pigeon house

Amorphous existence only modernity promise
Consciousness apostrophes of consciousness
The shackles are not like you;
As from Tina Kandelaki, hordes of talk will rise

Negative, indignant, from nicotine, blown into the sky
You're not the son of nigger, nigga just do it,
Your bitch is cute "you suck my bullet"

In the darkest tones, lilac-black picture
Your command strength lacks keratin

casshern

Well what do you say fag, specifically chopped you
You feel the gas of a corpse, it fucked mine
Give it one time, two by two, or three by three
The house stands, the roof goes - drove B.M.T.

Well what do you say fag, specifically chopped you
You feel the gas of a corpse, it fucked mine
Give it one time, two by two, or three by three
The house stands, the roof goes - drove B.M.T.