Fun texts:)

I want on TV


Include quickly the TV,
On MTV,
No, you there will not see me,
And so it would be desirable, to get there,
And that all spoke,
" It a star "
As has bothered me to work in the mornings,
And to hear from the chief:
" The salary I shall not give "
The working rhythm from mind reduces me,
Like with hearing at me all is normal,
It is necessary to those to write pair in a writing-book,
Already to producers sent creations,
But in the answer they answered:
" There is no money, excuse. "
On TV, On TV, I want on TV,
Hey the producer start up me, start up.

I at home, and I want on TV,
I feel on a stage as at home
This work is familiar to me,
But soon I shall achieve it.
I at home, and I want on TV,
I feel on a stage as at home
This work is familiar to me,
But soon I shall achieve it.

I wish to learn to dance as Usher
Open ears, than I am worse?
Let out me outside.
In fact I can and it is better.

I at home, and I want on TV,
I feel on a stage as at home
This work is familiar to me,
But soon I shall achieve it.
I at home, and I want on TV,
I feel on a stage as at home
This work is familiar to me,
But soon I shall achieve it.

yeah, but not all ppl have the gift to write down their lives like u did... there's somethin' special 'bout that...

__________________

...Fallen Devil...

When raper grows, matures,
Becomes wiser,
Together with it its lines grow also,
I start to appreciate art of a word,
I start to notice as threw words,
I regret that spoke about it,
And if you too tested it,
To that listen, this theme about it...

Using rhymes and words,
In searches of an image,
For greater demand,
I have understood that was mistaken,
But too late,
Was silly to write to me about clubs,
Clubs are alien to me,
And crowds of dancing people,
Of what I thought? (Delirium),
Glass eyes, it is my friends,
Delirium, stupid rhymes in tracks,
"Who the best?",
It is full delirium,
To me never to become better,
With such bosh, also believe to me,
Such tracks are unnecessary me,
Game who has more abruptly bothered me,
Themes about it I am ready to throw out all,
In a hell,
It has already bothered,
I have nothing to do of myself the second 50 cent's
Simply stupidly, it was led on this fashion,
Ruslan 7.62 idiot of what I only thought,
My songs, my rap it is delirium,

I in the right to speak about it,
Without pathos, without lie to read I begin,
From a writing-book I shall pull out all these of the text,
About clubs and money,
No, it is not a pity to me,
And I don't regret lost lines,
Time is a pity to me only...
But know about that that a rap it not circus,
Whether a lie? Listen almost all rapers,
Write themes about money and girls,
It is full delirium,
But I such too was such till this day.

Hey Yo who has not changed under pressure of time,
Has remained it is true to itself and a gang,
Squeezing out last forces from itself
Our life as a bullet it undoubtedly,
I do not respect with those who early have surrendered,
Who knows will understand, who is not present those listen to me,
Weaklings and cloths my friends were not,
Natural selection, Ruslan 7.62 here with you.

Who has not remained with us,
Have chosen road to remain,
In parallel a side,
You supped dung,
Licking someone's ass,
Bore about friends,
Lie and any bosh,
You not such as earlier,
With respect for the enemy by poison has become covered,
Who before something cost,
Somewhere has disappeared,
In an ass the law, the law to itself ourselves,
Iron style (not rusty),
As a sword old but still sharp,
I humiliated those who,
Behind a back liars,
Who met friends with a stick,
All I shall wait
And if is not present... In heavens we shall be found,

Hey Yo who has not changed under pressure of time,
Has remained it is true to itself and a gang,
Squeezing out last forces from itself
Our life as a bullet it undoubtedly,
I do not respect with those who early have surrendered,
Who knows will understand, who is not present those listen to me,
Weaklings and cloths my friends were not,
Natural selection, Ruslan 7.62 here with you.

I love you (you Hear?)

I love you (you Hear?),
The rain knocks on roofs,
Waters behind a window,
And I shall arrive to you,
Ohhh, my ideas,
How many time I died,
But it was revived,
When with you,
In ideas there was I,
The love and hope rescueed me,
I wish to be with you,
I wish to live with you,
I wish to live you and any another,
I do not want a life, I trust, I love,
I you live, I you live.

When I write the text behind a table,
And you beside are not present with me,
And from it I cry but I hide tears,
Robbery, war in my streets,
The soul is captured by fire,
I hear every day delirium,
Greedy people,
Which speak that the love is not present.
But the love is,
And we shall rescue it.

I love you (you Hear?),
My heart still breathes,
I love you (you Hear?),
We shall rise above,
I love you (you Hear?),
I love you (you Hear?),
My heart still breathes,
I love you (you Hear?),
We shall rise above,
I love you (you Hear?).

I love you (you Hear?).
Through street shouts,
I should be protected somehow,
Not for the sake of myself, I should protect you,
That you to keep,
Street fights,
Every day lacerations on a body, on heart,
Shouts, requests, agonal groans,
Sufferings and fear,
I see it I about it I write, I have not left from the world,
But me pulls in darkness, in me burns desire,
To destroy and create,
But love and belief from me to not take away,
If you me will grow fond of that there can be we can,
To correct this world...

I love you (you Hear?),
My heart still breathes,
I love you (you Hear?),
We shall rise above,
I love you (you Hear?),
I love you (you Hear?),
My heart still breathes,
I love you (you Hear?),
We shall rise above,
I love you (you Hear?).

this is only scretch

final variant:
Delirium

When raper grows,
Matures, to become more wisely,
Together with it its lines grow also,
You start to appreciate art of possession by a word,
You start to notice as carelessly threw words,
Silly, building false images, deceiving all around,
But the main thing you deceived yourself,
You regret that spoke about it, but already late,
Too late, now you will understand all,
This theme about it.

Using rhymes and words,
In searches of an image,
For more demand,
I have understood that was mistaken,
But too late,
Was silly to write to me about clubs,
Clubs of a smoke are alien to me,
And crowds of dancing people on a dancing,
Of what I thought? Delirium,
Glass eyes,
It is my friends, delirium,
Stupid rhymes in tracks,
" Who is better, I "
Full delirium,
To me never to become better,
With such bosh,
Also believe, at me such texts a devil's cloud,
Would collect all and has thrown out to hell,
Already enrages it,
I have nothing from to do the gangster,
Believe, but for what I started up words on a wind?
It was simply led on a fashion, building from itself the second 50 cent's,
But in fact those who know me, know what I actually.

Delirium, Ruslan 7.62 idiot,
Delirium, it was silly,
Delirium of what I only thought,
My themes, my rap it is delirium,
Delirium, Ruslan 7.62 idiot,
Delirium, it was silly,
Delirium of what I only thought,
My themes, my rap it is delirium.

I in the right to speak it,
These began to enrage tracks,
Without pathos, without lie,
I shall pull out sheets,
From a writing-book,
I not how many do not regret about lost lines,
No, to me it is a pity to time,
But know that a rap it not circus,
But the majority raper's,
All of them of a theme delirium full,
They not masters of a word,
They clowns,
Write similar themes,
They destroy sense of a rap.

Delirium, Ruslan 7.62 idiot,
Delirium, it was silly,
Delirium of what I only thought,
My themes, my rap it is delirium,
Delirium, Ruslan 7.62 idiot,
Delirium, it was silly,
Delirium of what I only thought,
My themes, my rap it is delirium.

Friends ask me:
What I want?
But I can't say it,
Because they laugh on me,
But I not angry on them,
Nobody don't know,
What I want,
Time has come,
Shall laugh on me and someone,
Understand me and my feelings,
Maybe only you,
Understand how I love you.
Understand what it you,
What I for you all do.
For me here just you,
Girl only you look fine,
And me on a fire,
Girl you're in my mind.

Because

I can't live,
When you look at me,
I want to love you,
I want to live with you,
I want be all for you.
You art love,
In which can't trust.


She's so beautiful,
And I it know,
Guys can't her money ignore,
But money I can ignore,
Money nothing for me, girl,
It nothing when I see you,
When I see you I can't say,
You all what I don't know,
What I do.

I can't live,
When you look at me,
I want to love you,
I want to live with you,
I want be all for you.
You art love,
In which can't trust.

Oh girl, maybe you say it,
But I repeat again,
I'm not playing a game,
You're beautiful,
Away me,
And now,
I can't see you,
With guys,
Which want from you,
Only money from you,
But I all do,
And I walk my way again,
I repeat this is not a game,
Love not a game,
I repeat it again.

I can't live,
When you look at me,
I want to love you,
I want to live with you,
I want be all for you.
You art love,
In which can't trust.
I can't live,
When you look at me,
I want to love you,
I want to live with you,
I want be all for you.
You art love,
In which can't trust.