Текст песни Бесы во плоти - Против мира

Rap Against the World
verse 1
Life-that in the garbage, what is this word
When only graze in oruge
Judas-in-law
And all your friends suddenly become enemies
No, we did not quarrel
They have chosen to do
You suck
And you want to become a suitsidnikom
But the honor will not give you
Lie under anyone's principles
And then you understand
What you need to survive in this world
Too heavy to throw
All on their own strength
And did you find those
Who'll never throw
Who will fight until the end
With the whole world
Let it will be difficult
And it will be difficult
For that then
We are no one will ever judge
We support
With the hope that will survive in the struggle
War go against the world
Thinking that everything is in order
For honor, myself, and the one you love
Fight it! Otherwise, you will ruin lives
Chorus
Let us war against the world
Not your trouble
And we suffer from the world
It's our fault
But we can hold
Let's stay by themselves
None of us is without peace
Not will gain peace
Let us war against the world
Not your trouble
And we suffer from the world
It's our fault
But we will be strong
Until burn down your ashes
And there will be dancing
Dances at a funeral
verse 2
Everywhere disassembly, vanity, some war
And we are back to fawn
It lives very difficult
Either we all knead
Either we will win
God will judge
In the meantime, we have to live
From the world estranged
Create your group
We stand for freedom!
Freedom of the world, the word
Where every third
Score these your laws
And will life
Life is not putёvaya again
But the problem is
With one in three happy
While living in the country of thieves
As well as their partners
And everywhere kooruptsiya
state manners
Russia helps all well, it does not matter
But we pobarobanu
We will live this day
And in the extreme case, all the Die
But do not give up
And we look
Who will live who do not
When he lit the fire in us
From serious life years
Chorus
Let us war against the world
Not your trouble
And we suffer from the world
It's our fault
But we can hold
Let's stay by themselves
None of us is without peace
Not will gain peace
Let us war against the world
Not your trouble
And we suffer from the world
It's our fault
But we will be strong
Until burn down your ashes
And there will be dancing
Dance at the funeral.
Konchenko Ivan (BES), Artyom Slobodchikov