Текст песни Bad Balance - Африка

- As previously reported : on Saturday late at night in the largest center of the Congo - the town of Puerto -Noire, the plane landed , carrying out domestic flight route - St. Petersburg - Donetsk . The plane was captured raiders - group Bad Balance, which requires the reunification of the two states . Wait for new messages.

Yellow sand, earth mythical patterns.
Black live by its laws .
And floating melodic voices moan
Turning to your specific tone.
Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Black Country with black eyes .
You swim towards the ship with us.
And the magical world created a new culture.
He carried through the smoke , wind throughout the body .
Heard were the words : " This is not music .
Hip -hap - not culture - it is emptiness. "
But it took a little time , and the voice of the one lying.
Hip -hap - a culture that leads forward .
And point the way to where the sun rises .
Follow me go , fly , swim , look only forward.

Yellow sand, earth mythical patterns.
Black live by its laws .
And floating melodic voices moan
Turning to your specific tone.

Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
In the dense jungles of the light will not penetrate .
Animals live laws troubles.
Here, people are not given you hear rapeseed ,
I'm sorry , and do not feel it.
But when I pronounce new words in the style of rapeseed ,
And booming hip -hap , *** recitative , black bit non stop.

Africa , Africa gave hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Congo gave the first dance break .
He gave the basics of movement. SHEFF , get down.
From the deep roots we all dance .
Throughout the beginning of the black and white intelligence.
Hip -hap - a fusion of the words simple.
Critics laughed yesterday , and I'm not weird -
Amateur today they brine .

Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Mountains lonely , bluish clouds .
Tropics. Heat. Wild forests .
Black Tears disturb me .
Open your eyes , Africa.
And I never understand that , against black .
He does not like the music and that is indisputable.
Think of reggae , blues, jazz .
Think of soul, funk and total - tas .
Black in his own sense of rhythm.
And the soul of Africa? "Balance" says:
" If you love music, you will see the light."
Africa for thousands of years in music .
Black Country with black eyes .
You swim towards the ship with us.

Yellow sand, earth mythical patterns.
Black live by its laws .
And floating melodic voices moan
Turning to your specific tone.
Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa.
Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa.
Africa , you gave us hip -hap .
Sons learned to read in spirit rapeseed .
Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa , Africa.

- Stand up for questioning.
- Uh -uh , why do it?
- In the forest has its own laws .