CARVACULT – ОТБОР

CARVACULT – ОТБОР Lyrics

Artist: CARVACULT
Song: ОТБОР

Это мой отбор, естественный отбор (культ)
Тебе не повезло, родиться не в тот год (по)
Нах*й делать вид, ты не можешь ничего (ха)
Твой принцип пустота, ты слабак и всë (ху-ху)

Это мой отбор, естественный отбор (хоу)
Вы*бал дроп как бог, это mystic flow
В холодной голове не знаю что меня там ждет(ждет-ждет)
Беспрерывный слэм, либо вечный сон(эй)

Очень много строк в черепной коробке
Карвакульт,это значит будет громко
Я включаю hard себе, но я тут профи
Твоя hoe любит мой дарк,а мне так пох*й

Бензопилой, тебя разрежет, это не фокус эй
Мой саунд стафф для демонов, убийство для людей
Это мой отбор, естественный отбор
Тебе не повезло, родиться не в тот год

Ненавижу всех вас,мир этот мой ад
Это отбор но ты слаб для атак
Где тут мой дом, не узнаю себя
Volo Mori мой стиль, убивать, убивать, йа

Делаю вид что все хорошо, слезы сохнут, я поражен
Нету души но прошёл отбор, нету души но прошёл отбор
По, по
Делаю все чтоб не работать потом

Каждая боль на пользу, рудбой
Это мой отбор естественный отбор
Отбор, отбор, отбор, отбор, отбор, отбор
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ОТБОР Lyrics – English Translation

This is my selection, natural selection (cult)
You are not lucky, not to be born that year (by)
Nah * th draw, you can’t do anything (ha)
Your principle of emptiness, you are weak and all (Hu-Hu)

This is my selection, natural selection (xow)
You * Drop Ball as God, it’s Mystic Flow
In the cold head I do not know what awaits me there (waiting, waiting)
Reflective Slam or Eternal Sleep (Hey)

A lot of rows in the cranial box
Carvacult, it means loud
I turn on Hard myself, but I here pro
Your Hoe loves my Dark, and I’m so kind of * y

Chainsaw will cut you, it’s not focus hey
My Sound Staff for demons, murder for people
This is my selection, natural selection
You are not lucky, not to be born that year

I hate all of you, this world is my hell
This selection but you are weak for attacks
Where is my house here, I do not recognize myself
Volo Mori my style, kill, kill, ya

I pretend that everything is good, tears dry, I am amazed
No soul but passed the selection, there is no soul but passed the selection
By, in
I do everything so as not to work then

Each pain advantage, Rudby
This is my selection natural selection
Selection, Selection, Selection, Selection, Selection, Selection
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CARVACULT Lyrics – ОТБОР

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Release Year: 2020