25 декабря 2002, 05:58
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#14 (ПС)
| ты почти угадала Тумась, только звучит это следующим образом:
Sometimes I grime like a mime commiting a crime
Invisible to you it's still real in my mind
I wish I had no spine so I could cross all the lines
Die five thousand times stuck in this trance for a while
My rhimes be blastin your skies like dinamite
Cristalize what you despise whether you're black or white
Any day or night fight and you'll be dissed at
ЧИСТА never try to stop the hungry and pissedah |