CRACKBRAIN Lyrics – DEATH BUSINESS CLUB
Singer: DEATH BUSINESS CLUB
Title: CRACKBRAIN
Большие бошки, как Джимми Нейтрон
Влетаю на бит, с*ка, десептикон
Твои парни базарят, но им также стрёмно
Всё что они палят – это монитор
Серия фрагов на блоке, эй
Бегство от копов, пробежка, сейчас марафон
С*ка хотела держаться поближе, но она сторчалась от моих текстов
Валит дым из нашего окна, по трассе гоним, боже
Ты увидишь трассера, когда DBC на районе
Снова стало очень душно ведь в зубах ща новый джонни
Какой реп тебе, *блан, твой скилл как у Bloody Reborn’а
У меня серия фрагов (Что?)
За голову x2
Каждый день меняю сервер
Парень, тебе п*зда
Позвоню братишке, и дерьмо распространится
Лучше уж не знать, man, что с тобой может случиться…
Что с тобой может случиться…
Come around my castle, ima shoot you with my pistol
Shining on a mountain, but it’s not made of crystals
Pointing with my AK, ima make u do a criss-cross
Spitting on your clothes
While your b#tch’s sucking my dick, hoe
Never try to play with DBC, we will wipe you clean
With my homies coming outta cut
On some ghost sh#t
Play you m#th*rf#ck*rs like a f#cking PSP
Sent you straight down to hell
Ima make your body bleed
Never care about the aftermath, ima crackbrain
Blood is everywhere, hit you with my private Charles Train
Killing everyday because of hate in my soul
You can find me in the field because I look like a scarecrow
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CRACKBRAIN – English Translation
Big borses like Jimmy neutron
I fly to the bit, with*ka, decepticon
Your guys are disgraced, but they also dumb
All they scorch is a monitor
A series of frags on the block, hey
Fleet from cops, jogging, now a marathon
S*ka wanted to stay closer, but she was creed out of my texts
Smoke is falling from our window, we are chasing the highway, God
You will see the tracer when DBC in the area
Again it became very stuffy because the new Johnny in the teeth of it
What a rap you, *blan, your skill like Bloody Reborn
I have a series of frags (what?)
Behind the head X2
I change the server every day
Boy, you p*building
I’ll call the brother and the sh#t will spread
It’s better not to know, man, what can happen to you …
What can happen to you …
Come Around My Castle, Ima Shoot You with My Pistol
Shining on a mountain, but it’s note of Crystals
Pointing with My Ak, Ima Make U Do a Criss-Cross
Spitting on your clothches
While Your b#tch’s Sucking My Dick, Hoe
Never Try to Play with DBC, We Will Wipe You Clean
With my homes coming outs
On some ghost sh#t
Play You m#th*rf#ck*rs Like a f#cking PSP
Sent You Straight Down To Hell
Ima Make Your Body Bleed
NEVER CARE ABOUT THE AFTERMATH, IMA Crackbrain
Blood IS EVERYWHERE, HIT YOU with My Private Charles Train
Killing EVERYDAYASE OF HATE IN My Soul
You can find me in the Field BecAuse I look Like A Scarecrow
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Lyrics DEATH BUSINESS CLUB – CRACKBRAIN
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