N.W.

lol

First cuplet:

He sat and doing shit,

For the concepts chewed,

Well squatting in kind as legitimate.

Something somewhere drawing,

Something somewhere combed,

Invited him I drink for a reason.

On kopeček in borax

I suggested Kangaroo,

Just so we rest, train rides.

He moan started,

But I got my luck,

We don't just in the compartment, we are all neighbors.

Chorus:

On jail station you are thief,

And in the prison you're cook,

Your snitches in the ravine of the horse eats.

If wouldn't play my bro

Not stayed b without pants,

Awesome thieves don't play cards like you!