Эталлон - Хата - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The hut is not fit for habitation, we play billiards

For inveterate fucks, nothing to lose

We get out of the pits, fuck, the hookah is smoking there

They pour poison, in vain, plans are tied up.

Don't walk in the wastelands

Don't trumpet over trifles

We'll get together to stab these rich pigs

If I don't find success, my family won't forgive

I won't be able to look the local hungry kids in the eyes.

My brother is nailed in the car studying the code

And we're raking in the bonus in your apartment

We don't need a pass and we don't need a compass

To see the benefit in any topic is a normal tone.

So beg, mug! to untie

I wipe the shoes with the hair of your crap

Don't slow down with your elbows, needles under the nails

Scoundrels are pulling the cable and a stone is on the necks of the scoundrels.

Put a stone on your neck, put a stone on your neck

if you can't survive under the clouds

hey hey my chain can wait

I was born for a purpose and trained on the street

billions deserve the best foundation

in every thicket, puddle I see clouds of heaps of new buildings

juvenile problems pour out of windows, break out of rooms

surviving by hitchhiking.

are you afraid to fight? a little further than my threshold

someone stood in the gateway

in the light of the headlights of a cop, they tie to the cop's towbar to comb through the rubble butt to the skull, click clack to the skull. Okay!

I am not happy on the honor roll, never

I am a robber who has gone off the count, I will give

our hole is a slum for you, trash

you envy me, of course:

I am wild, with fury in my gaze, not a friend to everyone, pleasant

we will sit down and chat, we will not leave in your hut any traces of a fight, no stains, no bones, no dents, no people, no goods, no money, no whores.