Текст песни MBond - Жребий Брошен

Thousands charged staged MS meat,
Dropped out one by one , running to red.
Thousands of hardened MS , at the end it becomes clear
Who will win and who will play in the pass ...

Equalizers squeeze the most ,
Overdrayvy stuffed with reverb.
Arguing, someone who gives here in the rotation
Without knowing it remained in prostration .

Here you are given an instrumental
Brutal topic that's the trouble ,
But what to do vocabulary
One for all shout ATAS !

Every second - blunt words ;
Every third - by bit ;
Each greed
In the end, brings with umaaaa ...

Nala is not small, but very few vocals
Where fecal bulk to the ringing of the glass.
We rebelled while you ride
Solid double boldly rocked !

Wherever you may be, here or there ,
A bold move on the head,
Set fire to the crowd in any
Sober or killed in the trash .

You were right, ladies fell .
Blurted double - the pursuit of fame ,
Eliminated those who are in search of money
Laid out lots for fun.

Within the rules of neglecting
In the grime stomped go over the edge.
Biting teeth, banned - growling
One for all and all against the pack !
 
Brazen style, again the old,
Former judge Badal horns
Have been in battles , but flew ,
As if on repression under Stalin.

Put the muzzle of each rapper .
Bullets charged nowhere to dump .
Raised the hammers do not ask for mercy .
Rushed. The die is cast !
 
Meat ! Meat ! Meat !
Come On ...
Meat ! Meat ! Meat !
The die is cast .