Баста a.k.a. НоГГано ex-Баста Хрю - Моя Инструментальная Игра

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Название mp3: Моя Инструментальная Игра

Исполнитель: Баста a.k.a. НоГГано (ex-Баста Хрю)

Добавлено: 2016-01-14

Длительность: 03:43

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Текст песни:

My game, 98, That will do here 2006. My game? It belongs to me also same as well as I. My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one. My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one.

With me all is normal, well and that that blood from a nose, With me all normally, simply I became very adult, With me all well, simply I have forgotten as to breathe, I have begun game, but have forgotten as to play.

All became normal, simple suddenly darkly, In the south became cold, in the north - warmly, There was I one, in itself, for myself. There was only god who looks at me.

I many times was mistaken, did something not so, But I rose and took the following step. I trusted people to whom it is impossible to trust, They used it, but believe to me in vain.

There were people, yes against which I could lean, they With a sincere heart helped me. But my enemies wanted death for me, But I have broken their plans, after all it? My game.

My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one. My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one.

Streets bear in themselves a pain and disappointment, Minutes of fear, minute of despair People from a pain, without god go mad, But someone will tell indifferently? Such is Destiny.

Someone playing game forgets about rules. And late understands that the fate has left it. Someone arranges game rules under itself(himself) That the winner to be always.

In games play uncles with the big guns, to Contact them? It not toys. On a front sight there will be you in a flash, Chik-chik to a shot, there will be only a shout.

In games play houses, there where warmly, Play draughts, chess, dominoes, but? I play game? It mine. It belongs to me also same as well as I.

My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one. My game, My Your game belongs to me also same as well as I. My game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one.

If you wish to play? Play If you wish to fly? Fly the Life? It too game If you have fallen? Rise and go!

My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one. My game, My game It belongs to me also same as well as I. Your game, My game Here corrected one, and the purpose one

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