Lyrics Bad Balance - Надежда на завтра

I - Mowgli, grew up in the city of the jungle.
That person who makes a boom-bang.
In your head DeCle, inside.
There are millions like me, I'm not alone.
He built his first capital in school.
He always paid for his mistakes.
I got sick from graffiti on the walls.
Cylinders stole, bombed where I wanted.
I always looked at the world with my eyes open.
I was not an angel and was not mud under my feet.
I believe only those who speak and do.
Words do not throw to the wind, the idea follows.
I have never seen such politicians in my years.
I see only gossip, lecherous faces.
This can be seen clearly without arithmetic.
My shot. I do not believe in politics.

I am free, like a bird in a clear sky.
I'm flying over a blue planet.
I breathe, only pure lyrics.
We are new people, Russia is out of politics.

Politics - cloaca, MPs - paralysis.
Helpless who vote, fools.
I see: the old men are looking for bottles in the streets.
I see: politicians only stuff their wallets.
They drive cars, build dachas, mansions.
They arrange squabbles on TV.
They are the same Gopnik,
Only in power; I did not go to the polls.
I know: among them are the new Hitlers.
Leaders, I know your motivation.
Baby, what? Do you want to buy me on agitation?
Without mazy, the phrases are false, thoughts are lousy.
I read the thirst for power inside this head.
I'm from Moscow, I represent the voice of the streets.
I'm young and free, never fell down.
The middle finger is stretched out,
Here is my policy, our policy.

I am free, like a bird in a clear sky.
I'm flying over a blue planet.
I breathe, only pure lyrics.
We are new people, Russia is out of politics.

I grew up in Khrushchev under the supervision of the police.
In the laws of the government, I was in opposition.
For my break dance closed dance floors.
For a fashion outfit excluded from school.
There were not many of us like me.
One in a thousand, a thousand out of a million.
I, like everyone else, took what is forbidden.
He did things correctly, illegally, specifically.
Against the system, against old idiots,
Who need only the power of dirty money.
Today is another day, another century,
But the streets yearn for the same without lighting.
Bribes, where higher, murder, where lower.
In prisons, as before, put only beggars.
Under the fights of sirens, lyric poetry is born.
My shot. I do not believe in politics.

I am free, like a bird in a clear sky.
I'm flying over a blue planet.
I breathe, only pure lyrics.
We are new people, Russia is out of politics.

I would give my vote, but those whom I see,
They only want to kill me and make me poor.
They row thousands, shine their pimples on TV.
I do not believe any of them, I'm fed up, there is no urine.
I would give my vote, but those whom I see,
They only want to kill me and make me poor.
They row thousands with debauchery.
But I will find someone who will give me hope for tomorrow