Текст песни Шум - Это наша профессия

Try to get a hand to the sun
 try in this life itself to stand on both feet
then do not make up for the path will not be easy
it seems that you can not throw out the rubbish from the lungs

           which reached where two beregaaa
    too short a distance zabegaaa
where the darkness of faith does not fade in the body
no burning fire but may even be smoldering

wick on my mission harms
leave their mark rap will continue to further
stop it powerless only granite stone
alive but not well, and then continue to melt

and bridges we do not expect or what
delicate design dozens of different syllables
a bunch of words to add a node that is if I can?
    fresh pastries with beehive

        I know that it is somewhere here
Only the music is ready to give all
night on the flight search ravnovessiya
   Know that rap is our profession

 All would be nothing but anticipation of something
not noticing kaaak devours us swamp
    again out of boredom saves Saturday
the only interest the whole day without a hitch

that is what makes the boy into a man
snotty bitch? and the desire to the top?
how are you? You know as all half
 Do you need this flesh with callous heart

those with whom different blood become dearer
for true love is not subject even the time
with each new day the fate of the checks painful
 to sazheleniyu just made a mistake getting smarter

We grow up from the outside and inside are the same children
from a lack of ingenuity put back under the whip
 trying to leave their mark on the planet
you deceived saying that in the future there shines