Текст песни Мумба - Без Права На Ошибку

Roommate went to his mother in the suburbs
And I gave a party for the sisters and brothers about blood
Hits to overflowing clogged playlist WinAmp`a
On the whole floor screaming speakers - to us all to lamp

Black boys and girls moving bodies under Timbaland
Alcohol pouring as from a broken dam
The walls of the hostel pulsate synchronously with the barrel
Furniture rhythm jumps as car over bumps

In the morning, we knocked dude from neighboring block
Completed a racist and a fan of hard rock
He initially no one was going to touch,
But he was rude and for that he was beaten severely

So I wrote to the commandant explanatory
I was accused of creating the Black Gangs
And contributed to the black list of candidates for eviction,
Having said that it was a final warning

I have no right to even the slightest mistake
Another puncture and say, "Get your belongings"
I'm not a little scary from this perspective
The skin in goose bumps as the Big Mac in sesame seeds

After all, I now have no margin for error
Another puncture and say, "Get your belongings"
I'm not a little scary from this perspective
The skin in goose bumps as the Big Mac in sesame seeds

A week later, in the neighboring block also had a party
Too yelling Mouzon, but not hip-hop and lezginka
Buhie voice singing about the riots hits markets
On the floor drunk stomped his feet in heavy boots

Closer to the hour of the night, my door flew off its hinges
I do not even have time to throw the blanket off the bed and
As with cries of "Zig-Zag!" A crowd of uninvited guests
I take a test of the strength of my bones

Their grinders broke with a crunch as his teeth chips
After two weeks I got out of the hospital in a cast
And I come to the hostel and found immediately,
What here I do not need anyone else has

On the ground floor of an ad with my name
Among others, someone here asked dy
Nenakazuem shaved arbitrariness of violence
And the dominance of xenophobia - Glory to Russia, shit!

I have no right to even the slightest mistake
But only my fault that I'm black briskly
From this realization I was seriously creepy
The skin in goose bumps as the Big Mac in sesame seeds

After all, I have no right even to make mistakes
And my fault only that I'm black briskly
From this realization I was seriously creepy
The skin in goose bumps as the Big Mac in sesame seeds