NSWP - Тебя растили на убой - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

They were raised to slaughter, mother told you: "Vasya, go careful, there is some guys there at the entrance." Teachers at school repeated: "If you see a company of several people, go to the other side." You were taught that you can not look into the eyes. This can raise someone. You can hit you. Beat Sob. Step away. Even then, 15 years ago, you were taught to be afraid. You grew up a coward, and consider it normal. Because they surround you the same panties. You will hit you, and you will kill, wet at the same time.

You forbade you to wear a knife. You were told you that they would cut on their own weapons. And if you, God forbid, somehow hook someone, you will be caught up and put. You will have problems. Together with the hysterical upwards of the elders, you absorbed the main morality of their miserable life: Going away from problems. Spicy, run away, look around. The main thing is not to fall into the police. The main thing is not to depart from school. When you come across a problem, your legs are boosted. When you hear about the problems of others, you're laughing. And at the same time tremble.

You were taught to respect and obey the elders. And the elders at this time were joying cheap wine, fought and dreamed of a new car and a balcony in the country. You absorbed these goals. Only your brains have even less than them, and ambitions are more than more. On this basis, do you consider yourself a high personality? You are a schmuck, not a person. Cowardly helpless schmuck.

From childhood they were taught that your people are nothing, and you should live exclusively for yourself. For apartments, cars and balconies in the country. So you forgot about your neighbors, about your blood. You despise our own people, although you yourself are part of it. You are eggplant, growing on the field among millions of exactly the same vegetables.

Then you grew up, and became a programmer or manager. You are sitting in the office and get your 1500 bucks. Parents are proud of you. But what will you do when you have to defend your family? What do you do when you will climb on your wife's arrogant "jigit"? Will we deal with pants? What do you do when your son will get out Caucasians? Will you tell him to go around the bad courtyard? Will you turn into a police that will only laugh at you?

What will you do when pensioners take the last benefits? When prices for utility services are doubled? When you learn that over the past year, more than a million migrants entered Russia, while the Russians have become a million less? You will not worry. You earn enough to pay for the apartment, and the fact that for millions of your compatriots is a serious blow, you are not interested.

So you will live a lifetime. If you're lucky, you will earn an apartment and bring up your children as you once brought up you. In the meantime, there will be nothing to breathe from education and health systems, and nothing will remain. The country will populate the hordes of Asians, and your child will be an outcast in the classroom, consisting of Magomedov, Ibrahimov and Samvelov. When it comes to you, it will be too late. You will blame all the "power", but you will not do anything to stop this chaos. Just you will become more likely to look around, but you will endure. Because you are afraid to go to jail, even get a bruise under the eye you are afraid. "Customers will not understand at work."

From childhood, they raised to slaughter. And you grew up a self-satisfied helpless vegetable. Your end is predetermined: either you rot on the bed, or you will eat you. There is no third.