Текст песни Баста - 5 минут

I walk through the streets of the city at night
Nobody around, why is it so cold
Frost penetrates the clothing to the body
Heavy snow falls ... White-White
Lips produce blue smoke
Tall houses bundled them
You belong to me man - pure tribe
I'm five minutes stop time
I see people motionless people
With eyes closed, with a frozen breath
All my focus is on time
It stopped, tick-tock, I do not believe
I stand here in front of you is probably the last time
Sing to you here and now
Sleep, sleep big cities
I declare five minutes of rest, five minutes of sleep

Chorus - 2 p .:
Five minutes, five minutes,
They do not buy, do not return
It is not three minutes and one
This five minute rest, five minutes of sleep

Each day, the battle for the right to be a
For the right to be who is destined
End the war that began the world
And we will rule three: money, power and strength
We are waiting for the attack from the rear - we attack the front
Are fighting in hysterics what have we done
People wait, think again a little
Think about where we were with you, this road will lead
Instill fear in our souls insane fanatics
Cash for life - simple math
The clever tactic to solve
Power and RDX - any funds for a purpose
Holy war, in which nothing is sacred
In addition to the memory of the victims of terror
They look at us, we will remember them
In their memory that moment of silence ...