Текст песни Племя - Накипело

I do not succumb
But sorry, boiled
Crowds of Pidor Outdoor
Wild, debris
Those who are ready to kill
For the idea of ​​smelly
Where there is no idea.
But the knife pierces the body
No enemy, but the heart of the mother
Do you really all
His brains spent?!
And wounds from bullets
Do not patch
Do not stick to the plaster
You are a flock idiot
Led by godless passer
Friend childhood
Succumbed to this cult
Earlier ate from one plate
A year ago killed a suit
Now, Seryozha, bitch
You rot on the zone
And only the heart
Aunt Sveta
I do not understand this
You do not blame
Yes, and you under the "protein" and "f"
Don't reach
Your brains have long been mined
You are provoked
We are promotional
Yes, for us hardly God
But there is no truth for you
If the "enemy" one
And you crowd
This is Rada
Yes, and we guys,
How did the brotherhood
People assume
I am blind from this
And if there is no future
Our idea
Then there is no future
In people
Left? Or right?
If you ask
I will answer:
"Just need to live on conscience"