You don't stop on the crosswalk
I crack you with my hip
You drive on the sidewalk
I shoot you with a bazooka
You don't blink
I stick a blinker in your face จญmar
So I'll put on your headlight too
Oh I see you like it
Groan Uh
So I'll put on the exhaust too
You go through the red< br/>I beat you with a wooden stick
My face is rubbed against the broken glass
I seriously hurt you
I throw you under the Audi
I take a block of gouda
And beat your head
I'm bound for damage
And I'm driving on cobblestones
I won't hurt you, don't worry
There's chaos on the road, the guilty and the innocent are dying
I won't hurt you. don't worry.
This screwdriver in my hand is just there
To hold my glass,
I have to adjust it constantly
That's why I have pliers,
Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you. vida
Stabbed in the forehead, the village mocks you
Rainbow in the eyes, shuriken in the eyes
Rainbow in the back, sikira in the back
Long sprida, blackberry and vision
Stabbed in the neck, the neighborhood mocks you
Are you chasing Zvonimirova at full throttle
You are in a Passat with an S class
On foot you almost ran over a girl with a dog
I'll kill you with a cat
You're texting while driving because you're a moron
And you almost ran over me on a zebra,
I won't beat you up but crush it on the steering wheel
Trace the meat and take it to the restaurant
There I will further treat you, blanch, clamp
And serve you peptoran
Finely chopped, cook day and night
Until you become true
There is chaos on the road, the guilty and the innocent die
I won't hurt you, don't worry
This screwdriver in your hand it's just there
To hold my glass,
I have to adjust it all the time
That's why I have a glass,
Don't be afraid, I won't give you anything
Parking in a place for the disabled,
With a red-hot iron on your forehead
Sign for parking for the disabled
I want to put my foot in your way
Parking at the sidewalk so that the stroller can't pass
I drive the stroller in your face, I drive it in your face
I drive it in your face until your face becomes a pizza
You park in the middle of the lane and turn on all four lights< br/>I tear you apart on the road
You park on the side of the lane, don't turn on all four
I tear you to pieces
Throw cellophane through the car window
I take your hand and wrap it in cellophane
I drag you to the shed, unwrap your hand
Then I shove it in your ass
There is chaos on the road, it is the fault of the deceased and innocent
I won't hurt you, don't worry
This screwdriver in my hand is just there
To hold my glass,
I have to adjust it all the time
That's why I have a knife,
Don't be afraid, I won't give you anything X2

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