Б.К - Погоня
текст песни

The flashing lights glint behind me.
I step on the gas so they won't recognize me.
I'm not a pop star with a media presence.
But these uniformed media outlets are getting on my nerves.
I'm sporting a bracelet on my leg.
A well-known brand, from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
It's far from a fashionable verdict.
But it's better this way than trying on their uniform.
I'm putting my willpower into a fist.
The first portak will stay in my memory for a long time.
Be that as it may, I'm for decency.
But I don't give a damn about your rules.
They're chasing, and we're on the run.
They lock things up, we like to break in.
We're not the only ones under surveillance.
The same cops are watching their own.
We haven't divided anything in this world.
We're like Robin Hood, squeezing out profits.
We're throwing money into the common treasury.
We're stifling poverty, creating a business.

Here's the protocol, pen, sign.

You've got the wrong place, trash.
You learned your ABCs.
We were taught. Shoot
I skipped school
But I knew how to count
You took a backpack with you
But I'm a traumatic one
I wrote on my skin
You wrote in a notebook
Hard times, hard traditions
When our dreams outgrew ambitions
Slept overnight at the police station
And always the sufferer didn't remember our faces
They tried to intimidate us
But we will be scared
There is no beast more dangerous than a lion
Cornered
Scars tame us
But so be it
We don't let strange bees
Into our hive