Столыпинъ - Рабы полицейского гос-во - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

where to go where mitatsa bratsi we are in the shackles of a police state, there is a herd of people fucking around, they are forging a dick in the mouth of the people, they are putting three tons of pasta on their ears

when you turn on the media falcons fuck shut up you've fucked everyone up promoting liberal tolerance we are not subject to you bros we are not your brothers and we can’t take from you

We’re going to squeeze out your post in the Soviet space, we don’t need it to change you more easily, convince the borig to kill you when your children die from drugs, you’ll move

in the meantime, you have a bottomless pocket, big houses, you will kill in black on white, write our country, our people, our everything, I don’t give a fuck about tolerant shit

Give your child bread for immunity, take away drugs from every city on our planet and winners will grow and then they will envy us

In the meantime, the chukhans are drooling in their pads, we do a squat in the hole and throw words onto the beats