Sweet, shloto ala beat
Sweet, shloto ala beat
How low can you go?
Welcome to the reality, see time is hard
Minus 423,
record a section
The lowest there is?
I don't think so, for sure
I'll cut your throat
What happens on the ground is that
everyone falls so low like a plant's roots
The government sends 120 arms,
a warning to the rescue
When another baboon happens here, another speech
In Hebrew it's a negative,
it concludes all the complexity of life
To the question of whether you are for or against a separate reality
As if they don't live here
Under the evil line,
they don't see the people here
Only a bunch of rats here,
just a bunch of rats here
Right and left,
a dark screen,
we hide the crimes here
And there they fall low like the limbo's stick
Yellows that close the bimbos,
not people,
it's numbers
Bingo country,
corrupt police,
ask Rabbi Binto,
it's low
Read between the lines,
see what I see Low,
low,
low,
low,
low
Welcome to the reality, see time is hard
When the moral boundary is broken,
racism comes out
We're 24-7, that's not a joke
We keep the oil,
we laugh because the milk is flat
The minister and the judge are under the cover
We enter the White House and we blow up everyone here
If cannabis is not legal,
then the drugs are a shame,
right?
Prime Minister, you agree with Oded Rodan here
So Zagol and Shahanan are obliged to take the mic here
To speak to the wall,
start praying to the wall Lies are the truth and vice versa,
George Orwell
There is a connection between all these who drowned the
sea of salt To the same people who threw 60 to the wall
Leaders are standing to help us laugh,
because I am a stand-up And if you are Ethiopian,
run away or put your hands up
And you should come to Gaza with a knife tied
to the throat Because it is still a mess,
even in the taste of menta,
it's low
How low can you go?
Read between the lines,
see what I see Low,
low,
low,
low,
low
If the coast is on fire,
how low can you go?
Read between the lines,
see what I see Low,
low,
low,
low,
low
Welcome to the reality, see time is hard
It's low,
we are in solidarity with the pollution Until
there are no more expectations and you will be
overwhelmed How fast are there no expectations,
you will be overwhelmed,
there is no limit
I was once overwhelmed,
because I thought it was necessary To oppose the occupation,
to fight for these without luck and without coercion
What a blessing that has already passed me,
even if now I am a little low
How long can you go between the
reality.
See time this hard.
it.