They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family
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They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family
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If suddenly you haven't found a way
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To earn a living
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Let me guess who's to blame
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And I'm really worried about you
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This is most likely the state
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But maybe even blamed the family
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So you didn't find incentives
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So they raised a pig, I'm sorry
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So, for now, you answered
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Only for your supposedly emaciated little world
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So, for now, you haven't cut with a bast
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Don't fall, you won't fucking mouth
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So, for now, you have not made a choice
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So until all is lost
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So, for now, you are not one of those
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Who, along with the salary, bears losses
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Your unforgettable fortune
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This is undeniably rude
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And you are glad to try, get out, for the abolition of slavery
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To reap the rewards later
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Yes, you will plow, okay,
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And then the family will regret
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And you didn’t want it, because you
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I, myself, to slavery, quietly left, yes, but I feel good
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I am a slave of my ambitions. |
I'm glad I noticed your shock
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Everyone does not believe me, they closed the doors,
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But I'm sure, even though it's a shame
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From interest they will look through the eye
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They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family
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They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family
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If I'm on my own, it's like this
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You want something, why bother?
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Given how? |
me every step
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How did I plow? |
Ate breathing
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The life of a slave is hard everywhere
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Although he has children, a wife,
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But it is necessary to decide between joy and not burden
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Everything for him is first, there is no time to cry
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No time to think, no time, no time to live,
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But here, in fact, time finds
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Where every slave will be a local man
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If so far, you haven't made a choice
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So until everything is lost
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So, for now, you're not even one of those
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Who, along with the salary, bears losses
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Ah, the state won't give me a job
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Doesn't let you earn money, I'm a piece of an idiot,
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And life flows for someone
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I won't have happiness
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All people are to blame
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My life is fooling me
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I'll go have a drink with my brothers
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I'm going to watch TV
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Advertising makes me angry
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But it won't infuriate a single drop
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That I have been living with my mother for 40 years
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I dream that I was working
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I'm not happy with things
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My whole life is hard labor
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Here is paradise
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They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family
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They don't know me, bitches, they spread rumors about me
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We wish torment on me, hands are pulled into my pockets,
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But I will not become different, because I do not know boredom
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Working like a slave to support my family |