thread: street poet

The rap and not a pop-music are sung by me,
So who you then.
You now ask me,
On this question there is a rhyme at me.
I the street poet, Aha,
I the street poet, Aha.
I the street poet
That neither a rap and nor a pop-music.
I the street poet,
To which to spit on interdictions, Aha.
I the street poet,
Which has fallen in love in Rihann's, Aha.
I that who I am,
And I am glad to it.
In fact I познал,
What is the brother.
I the street poet,
For which there is no word will lock.
Because I the street poet...
I the street poet
That neither a rap and nor a pop-music.
I the street poet,
To which to spit on interdictions, Aha.
I the street poet,
Which has fallen in love in Rihann's, Aha.
I do not have producers,
Nobody represents me.
I a nugget, and will suffice my themes,
To subdue the world to one, Aha.
But money, glory, machines and houses,
Empty phrase for me.
When there is no beside you, Rihanna...
I the street poet
That neither a rap and nor a pop-music.
I the street poet,
To which to spit on interdictions, Aha.
I the street poet,
Which has fallen in love in Rihann's, Aha.

thread: bad boy like me

Some guys like to play in video-games,
They walk, communicate, and I consider that abrupt.
And even put on sometimes as raper's -
Here you will add nothing.
Really it it is not clear,
That they are easy for making out.
Simply when you will start talking,
It is interesting, why.
When everyone play in a court yard,
I write texts about you?
You are necessary to me,
And only...
Because such bad guys, as I,
Differ from the majority of simple guys.
Such, as I,
Do not play behind computers.
Whether such girl, as you can,
Be with me for ever.
And if I shall ask for you, a hand and heart,
What will you answer then?
You will escape or will tell, yes?
Name the reasons on which I cannot be near to you,
You can be near to such guy, as I.
As I...
If you will tell YES,
You will make happy me.
I have already thought above that that could,
To turn out between us.
And still I need to understand,
There will be you with me.
Or you will be with another,
I cannot wait any more.
Now it is a high time,
Frankly to talk to me.
To tell about feelings,
Tell, whether you want.
To try success,
With the present guy?
Because such bad guys, as I,
Differ from the majority of simple guys.
Such, as I,
Do not play behind computers.
Whether such girl, as you can,
Be with me for ever.
And if I shall ask for you, a hand and heart,
What will you answer then?
You will escape or will tell, yes?
Name the reasons on which I cannot be near to you,
You can be near to such guy, as I.
As I...

thread: my text...

My texts,
Only for your soul.
I read them to you,
When anybody except for you.
Me does not hear,
All life alone.
All life in a line,
Word dung.
And a blot instead of a point...
Blot instead of a point,
And it can the first end of a line.
And the beginning of a new leaf,
Strange but this leaf pure as a snow, Aha.
The rhyme like has gone,
Strange but about three days ago it seemed to me.
That it is at all cunning,
I thought of you Rihanna.
In those days off thought what to compose about you,
I did not know that to me to write and what words to read.
But I should tell...
My texts,
Only for your soul.
I read them to you,
When anybody except for you.
Me does not hear,
All life alone.
All life in a line,
Word dung.
And a blot instead of a point...
The text like as has gone,
And successfully minus on it has passed.
At a microphone again I,
And again I read about love to you Rihanna.
You always will be in my heart,
You always will be that.
Because of whom I have started to compose these texts,
You know that...
My texts,
Only for your soul.
I read them to you,
When anybody except for you.
Me does not hear,
All life alone.
All life in a line,
Word dung.
And a blot instead of a point...

thread: my rap

My rap, hundred years,
Will answer.
On a question:
There is it or not?
My rap, hundred years,
Will answer.
On a question:
There is it or not?
From hundreds such as I,
I am allocated only one.
I scoop new themes from streets of my city,
The street - there is born a true rap.
Street - there from you will demand a rap,
Someone has told that the true rap for a long time already is not present.
Yes ****** it is delirium,
While I am alive and alive my rap.
It will give you the answer:
Whether there is a true rap?
My rap, hundred years,
Will answer.
On a question:
There is it or not.
My rap, hundred years,
Will answer.
On a question:
There is it or not.
The true rap lives in each of us,
The true rap forces to compose me texts for you.
The true rap, lives in each of us,
It forces to do rhymes not having asked you.
The true rap gives in an eye,
If you read as *******.
The true rap lived, lives and will live,
While such as I.

thread: dirty world

We young generation of this century,
But among us.
Politicians dirty sensations,
Reformers of the murderer.
Fighters for freedom of war and addicts,
Moral ugly creatures.
All against us,
We of destiny throw dust.
Wash off in a toilet bowl and your chance has disappeared, huh,
And if it is that I do not trust.
To whom to trust that to trust,
Such now time, huh.
Give us more belief we there would be others,
Give us more sense we there would be others.
While there are forces and a place in this world,
We should be loved while we are alive.
While we are alive...
I could begin with beautiful phrases,
But ****** time выстовить all on display has come.
Especially if it is full of cruelty and blood,
From what feature to me to be kind, huh.
People gnaw the friend the friend drinks as dogs.
I was bothered with such orders,
Tell to me that with us will be further.
I am tired to be with stupid and to be in falseness,
I ******* from youth, as itself young.
To myself I am surprised too,
All around drink, but I do not drink.
All around smoke, but I do not smoke,
I could be another yet have passed feature.
And I search for road, yo, the dream...
Give us more belief we there would be others,
Give us more sense we there would be others.
While there are forces and a place in this world,
We should be loved while we are alive.
While we are alive...
Give us more belief we there would be others,
Give us more sense we there would be others.
While there are forces and a place in this world,
We should be loved while we are alive.
While we are alive...

I apologize, but one text will not be, I have composed another and have called all... More shortly here that has turned out...
Ruslan 7.62: Q'man, Wooka, Dagot12, Lekto...
Yo, it is retinue.
Q'man, Wooka, Dagot12, Lekto...
Yo, it is retinue.
Q'man, Wooka, Dagot12, Lekto...
Yo, it is retinue.
Circle make more widely,
Now we on air.
Traditions of northern style,
It is made in Siberia.
We one of those people,
From millions.
We those who was not afraid,
To take in hands a word.
Now my relay race,
Ruslan 7.62 at the microfan.
It is time to bomb your heads,
I see you available, yo.
Start up enemies are soared,
Strain in sweat.
To overtake us try,
But will break off.
Directly from Russia,
It is made in Siberia.
Means it is not poisoned,
We make the way to top.
But have not forgotten,
With whom together were.
Our forces have not run low,
Rhymes крутели as wanted were able.
Now ours време,
Call me Ruslan, know my name.
You here all here,
Means will be ********.
Q'man: It is our style,
Expect a storm instead of a calm.
We read as we want,
From an ether clean decay.
Our rhymes as damage,
On enemies we shall send damage.
We make the way during new time,
Whether tell you are ready.
We with destiny have argued,
Our style opens to you road to a rap.
Now my relay race,
We move hip-hop ideas.
We expand frameworks, yo,
Where we would not be.
You ask what is it?
It is our style in full force...
Lekto: It is our style, yo,
And I already in business, on this track.
Our style in business, again in this theme,
All who were against will be on change.
We swing crowd as we are able,
At microphone Lekto.
At support of all our style,
I do not know as you and I trust in the forces.
I have answers,
On all your questions.
We have themes,
And we do not suffer change.
Gradually we move ahead forward,
And anybody with will not clean us on pop will not turn.
And if someone will try, will simply break,
From that that nothing turns out.
The rap my elements, and our style is my destiny...
Wooka: Our style meet,
Head swing.
For some reason it is pleasant and as if you do not know,
Our style in business could not be differently.
Listen and look that will be further,
And that there will be further a life will show... Ha-ha.
I am dared when I in this theme, I think of yours of expression,
On persons of surprise, indignation contempt, indifferences.
If there are emotions means you ours of the text read...
Dagot12: much rap's confess, surrender,
Well for now our voices were absorbed with darkness.
I Dagot12, Ahuh,
And I again in business, and my ideas on a limit.
I long was silent, and now I shall not break off,
With the guys our elements I shall show.
At microphone Dagot12,
Us rejected, but we have shown all of them.
Well for now in your hearts our voices fight,
I Dagot12 also am our style Aha...
All of us in this theme... To a theme... To a theme...
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The text: Ruslan 7.62

thread: other area

In other area,
I go with friends.
In other area,
That there will be with us.
Nobody knows,
And the pain us there waits for death.
Against us they anything,
Against us they anybody.
Well and against me anybody will not go...
To me have told that bats at them will be,
To me have told that they will beat us.
To me have told that they are ready,
To me have told that in vain we here send.
To me have told that the death and a pain waits for us,
To me they have told already wait for us.
We shall find death,
But only for them.
We shall find death,
But not for the .
The death will not reach us,
Death start up a member sucks.
We go to other area,
On disassemblies.
We go to other area,
On check of force and the courage.
We go to other area,
To wet these казлов, yo.
To me have told that bats at them will be,
To me have told that they will beat us.
To me have told that they are ready,
To me have told that in vain we here send.
To me have told that the death and a pain waits for us,
To me they have told already wait for us.
We have already entered into their area,
We already see them.
We have risen in a number,
One superfluous word.
Also there will be a fight a number on a number,
Наврядли someone will be glad.
If we shall arrange disassemblies, the brother...
To me have told that bats at them will be,
To me have told that they will beat us.
To me have told that they are ready,
To me have told that in vain we here send.
To me have told that the death and a pain waits for us,
To me they have told already wait for us.

For today this everything, I write texts. Tomorrow wait new themes:
" When you have thrown me "
" I the Rap is not talented "
", any more that that earlier "
" If you will be with me "

Has forgotten to ask, at me 2 questions:
How to you my themes?
And whether comes on this forum Rihanna?

Yes, and what any problems And, I have understood you and all the others think that a rap it difficultly... Hahaha...
Oh forgive,
a rap it is easy,
the main thing the nobility about what to read, yo.

Here you see, already a rhyme:)