Текст песни Тэтатэд - Закованный в цепи

Hiding behind the horizon tomorrow
While we demolish the rappers, and the rest are already hiding back, brother.
And until the box takes our minds, we do this shit so that the enemy gets trapped.
Oh fuck, so close the curtains so
you had something to listen to on the way to school.
In the direction of the shobla, we pulled the aunt,
We swing the crowds at night at the party huli children wu.
This is not the States, but we also work at least
contingent is only a wide range of outskirts we believe
That someday it will be better, but as long as it is
And in those infuriates hearing, we rush to the arrogance of cold revenge.
No fun while you're shrouded in the web tightly
We traverse the slums exploring this gotham.
And now this is suitable, like a modern warfair to a botan,
Like a motorcycle race on the track, give a fuck what's far from the beau monde.

If it gets inside you even underground.
This is north, but far from absolute zero.
The old school defines chitak for slaughter,
We take it on the streets and carry it with us.