MiyaGi - Нет войне
текст песни

Healthy brothers, spent this day on the track.
Scenes like me and Garilla from*wrapped to throw.
These are the areas for the boys for gadgets, to the basins, in the pads;
(Miyagi) observer, on you!

Where does my city take the young?! Why is that gunpowder?!
To kill - not to build, nothing is worth it!
These wars of worlds, man; Gori, yes remember what is the plan.
Your box is another trap! Resist, do not be in the trash.

These are the blanks of the demon on the air without demand.
For the jambs, now you can dump the butterose - everything is simple.
Your stupids will put your dumb. I - for growth of paper;
And Gorilu on the bats - yes, yes! And Gorilu on the bats.

Strel bullet in the forehead! Droher Copes are here.
A friend will drive a friend in a coffin. A sea of ​​creatures and vile bitches.
Here, I'm on the blow, but the freaks will be pulling his hands up!
I would have a Nazi mother - show us to us.
The native land was mutilated, Vali, take vile, *la!

Lump in the throat! War between the peoples for Lavender.
They killed a brow on camera - the guys photographed a slaughter vidos.
Sing the shit! Do not kill a person in yourself!
At such a pace - the Earth will not last even centuries.

Chorus:
Gyrus, and everyone shouts,
Like: "No war!" Like: "No war!"
Our world is almost destroyed. You don't imagine:
Neither you are here, nor I am here.

Gyrus, and everyone shouts,
Like: "No war!" Like: "No war!"
Our world is almost destroyed. You don't imagine:
Neither you are here, nor I am here.

Do not boil in vain. You don't have a type - karateist!
The horns would have cut off, waso, take it. With both hands for the world.
A brush will be broken for the cries. My city is kind if you are clean.
A crowd of dead ends cuts under the root. Do not confuse the shores, Fritz!

Keep in mind, he will feed the gutto with good, but Borzogo will not launch into the house.
The villain in the neck of the persecution by a broom, where Nariki is on the pads and behind him.
Where is a shavage and a corruption. Where a smoke and a brew breaks into battle;
Think with your head! Yes, brother, think with your head!

Bracks, the earth, leaves from under the legs!
People run to where the bottomless road leads.
Looking at the heaven - the dead eyes did not dry out of pain;
They prayed, standing to the end ...

Save me with your love!
Deceive me, burn me, kill me ...
The habits of people did not lead to good.
Time pulls to the bottom. Do not mind it!

Chorus [x2]:
Gyrus, and everyone shouts,
Like: "No war!" Like: "No war!"
Our world is almost destroyed. You don't imagine:
Neither you are here, nor I am here.

Gyrus, and everyone shouts,
Like: "No war!" Like: "No war!"
Our world is almost destroyed. You don't imagine:
Neither you are here, nor I am here.