Текст песни адепт стиля gone fludd

Обновлено: 23.11.2024

Бледный лунный свет
В моих глазах блестят пороки звездами
Я вижу только блеф
Когда пытаетесь выебываться
Сука, нахуй это
Нахуй дерьмо, ваш пиздеж под запретом
Убери подальше холеное эго
Мне просто смешно слушать гребаный бред этот

Я режу языки тупым ножом
Вот это шок
Ты режешь мои уши глупым пиздежом
Дешевый понт

Закройте свои рты
Пропащий Фладд
Как новый Кеннеди
Кто ты такой
Мне до пизды
Ведь я ебу Симфони с Мэлоди
Сзади и спереди
Вы не поверите
Ебу биты эти
Жарю на вертеле
Молодой шеф повар
С обоймами перца
Я будто бы Бронсон
Добавил специи

I can't count that money
That I leaked to drugs
The bitch wants to see me
We'll see you in hell
Plugs on the block know
Who smoked all this crap
Boshek slides like the Alps
High but I can

Conquer this peak
Without getting your feet dirty
A pair of blunts, a glass of gin
The bitch is the most juice
Hey slut don't breathe on me
What's the tone?
There's no soul in this bitch
And that's the whole joke

She says the name
But I'm in too deep
When there's so much smoke around
The bitch is breathing hard

I eat these pussies for breakfast
Young Sartre
Don't waste money
Savage this is the west
Not one step back
Bitch smells
My johnny in my teeth
Falls down in one gulp

Fuck bitches
Give paper
The air is full of scents

God forgive me
I only idolize plag

The bumps are more flavorful than the pussies of these bitches
My bumps are nicer than these bitches' pussies
The bumps are clearly more flavorful than the pussies of these bitches
My bumps are nicer than these bitches' pussies

The bumps are more flavorful than the pussies of these bitches
My bumps are nicer than these bitches' pussies
The bumps are clearly more flavorful than the pussies of these bitches
One, two, three hundred
Until the spirit leaves

Pale moonlight
Vices shine in my eyes as stars
I only see a bluff
When you try to fuck
Bitch fuck it
Fuck shit, your cunt is banned
Take the sleek ego away
It's just funny to me to listen to this fucking nonsense

I cut tongues with a blunt knife
What a shock
You cut my ears with a stupid shit
Cheap show

Close your mouths
Lost Fludd
Like the new Kennedy
Who are you
I don't care
Because I'm fucking Symphony with Melody
Back and front
You will not believe
Fuck these beats
I fry on a spit
Young chef
With clips of pepper
I'm like Bronson
Added spices

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