I am on my horse with a Cabilline
I don’t need no cables put the cable line
6 inches of the Caliber
Writing rap on the Candle light
Carbon dioxide calcine
Call me choreographer i don’t use the PCI
My head is another calculator
Ripped it down so i never mind
Can-zone drop from the Gazprom City
never trade my friends call them cupric smelly
If i lose something i am a greatest marketer
Hiding under the cardinal
White Black tube on the Criminal
Hide yourself in the grim is all
My grin mistake, i don't beat him off
Deja vu on the fucking parking lot
Same smell as your friend is same is all
Benzene and Alcohol
Same drop shit, so "Бесить" all
Бейся сынок ты высше мол,
Вышибу как white chemical
Every my lyrical never get out from the board
I fight only physical
So drop military
Duff of a Hillary
Hilarious mood at the cafeteria
Playing Dota today I am carry