Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
What will your Thai boxing do against a knife, a trunk?
|
The need for words is not needed, here, every dork is a weakling
|
And if you're drunk on lettuce, it's hard to keep the dogs
|
It's hard to avoid convulsions, it's hard not to wish evil on you
|
Where you can meet, and the meeting place is hell
|
I'm from the streets where Stechkin's children fly at night
|
Enough strength? |
And then I hear only an impudent tone
|
Yes, I'm green, but like Leo, Mike, Raf and Don
|
Let's arrange a massacre, as in Syria - violence, gunshots
|
From liver problems, it's like The Simpsons
|
Is the southwest harmless? |
Did you really believe? |
Let's check,
|
And the right bank of Petersburg is the right bank
|
Luck smiled at many, but cruel to us
|
Sometimes she sent the fuck, she was nicknamed Roman Shirokov
|
I'm a dark knight, because here every second is two-faced
|
Faces are also beaten by the crowd
|
Beasts on a chain, a pacifist will not be a friend
|
And in order to cut down the greenery, you were ordered to kill, bitch
|
There is a squeal, groans, and a shout behind you: “Stop, damn it!”
|
You will fill me up with a dick, I arrived from Krypton
|
Here 300 warriors of Sparta beat painfully breath
|
And whoever rushes to us with the war, involuntarily falls
|
There is no place for your scandals, suffering from local
|
They carry off their feet, as if in the sandals of Hermes
|
Fine, the order to kill is given
|
And I saw fear in their eyes
|
Now is not the time for laughter
|
Meet you with a machete - Danny Trejo
|
Fine, the order to kill is given
|
And I saw fear in their eyes
|
Now is not the time for laughter
|
Meet you with a machete - Danny Trejo
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo!
|
Danny Trejo! |