Шок - Судьба
текст песни

I'm not Russian and not German, standing
Shit on rap, I lived in Russia, I grew up under the songs of Tsoi
You climb into battle at the computer sitting sucker
In front of me you will get to your knees, I understood
Believe me, everyone will soon hap it strictly
I believe in God, for the bazaar stupid
You forgot your own thought you left with Russia and hui scored
After all, most of us were small then
And not understanding what you are growling like evil dogs
All life of cattle
Everything has changed quickly
run into us for this
lads you sank strongly
Understand the huckster I deserve everything I have
You are shoes in the snout
my house is where my father
Where the mother is happy
Close a ram
All this is not understood by you
I remember how it was
He left his friends
Twelve years later
And still I feel a stone in my heart
I don't pull back, but could not forget
Memories as excerpts of dreams
And deep down the tear flows
It is stupid to argue with fate
It makes no sense to live in the past
And if my accent is heard
I believe you can be
After all, they say not for nothing people with wolves to live
Lay out of the wolf
time does not heal wounds
Memory will not let them live
And my children will know that
I once lived there
I won't go back
Nobody is waiting for me
But recalling childhood every
Once a tear flows
I see my father
all day as a tractor plows
Although the dough at the end of the month is not enough again
I see the area where he lives
where we are hidden from the gans
where drunks are loosening all day with experience with experience
Where the garbage is fascists
All against our brothers
And not for a dick dog
And just so they drag in the coarse
My best friend is fighting
For the tenth year
At sixteen years old I sat on the needle
And no one could take off
For Russians, we are now
For the Germans, Russians
For all strangers there are no one who is unnecessary
And to me to the ass somehow
fuck me what you say
Do not justify your bazaar asshole
Grab you by face
I've been living here for twelve years
But I did not forget from where
I arrived where he was born
And God will give me a die
and whose boys I respect
Everyone will understand me
While we live
In the veins, the blood will flow Russian
time does not heal wounds
Memory will not let them live
And my children will know that
I once lived there
I won't go back
Nobody is waiting for me
But recalling childhood every
Once a tear flows
Somewhere, once we scattered fate
And for us there is no return
Somewhere, once we scattered fate
And for us there is no return.