My Bros tested time (time!) Every one of the Bros, trust me, tested (PU-PU-PU!) We warmed vodka in the cold, In goroda have us minus one, bro And it's not me! Whoo!

Evil race, just dance, money from heaven! Whoo! Sly and Russell (?), give us only tango and cash! (lie!) You get scared here! And you ran to the COP! Your chick asks for a pole and you call Rauta! Deducted, put on the study of the cross immediately! Exigent I like to learn only West Class (?) To hell with love! She complains that I'm rude to her! I in the black list it, don't give a fuck can find the money another!

I'm a knucklehead in the neighborhood, everybody's paranoid! The lads are ready for battle, the Berserkers to their need of blood! Not looking for easy ways, chose the path of thorns, Luck turned to my ass, Fuck her! (At!)

Ooh, look how many people are there., This is not the area, and polygon, This album flies in your house, Door open up, open the door, now.

They're sure to take you to your destination., On which were pits dug in advance, Before your life is gone., Leaving the coffin wooden.

Undermining the hard bit, Listen to my string of entries of the facts, We're halfway to where they're taking you. Four wheels of the hearse.

We again celebrate the success, again in the shit to be killed
Fateful couple, need a room for shoes
Money-paper, what he earned-flies
In hand a bottle of gin to splash out with the Bros