Letra de 'Made in Russia' de Slaughter To Prevail

koroche, oni podoshli s tupoy pred'yavoy
tipa chuvak, ty cho nosish'?
tipa cho eto za khuynya? eto cho pirsing? ty cho gomik?
eto nakolki? ty cho tipa sidevshiy chto li?
cho za kriki ty tam voobshche slushayesh'?
slysh' cho? ya nikogda ne zhdu kogda menya udaryat
poetomu i v etot raz ya udaril pervym

Don't tell me what to wear, what to eat
How to think, how to live
Look at yourself better, you are just my ideal
Perfect form of being shit
What to wear, what to eat
How to think, how to live
Look at yourself better, you are just my ideal
This is exactly how I feel

It never stops
You think that you can show who you really are
Overdoes
Shit keeps falling on my head, and it really sucks
Oh my God
What else can you tell me besides unluck?
Shut the fuck up
All of you are nothing but retarded, fuck

I hate when my time is wasted
You don't deserve a drop of my attention
But now I'm ready to give you all my imbalance, stamina
And the desire to break my spirit in order to break all your bones
Feel my pain
I tell you, feel my pain
You have no fucking idea
The time will come and one day they want your fate
Is it real right?
I just made myself rate
It is a fucking real
And promise never come back that ugly day, no

Don't you tell me what to wear, what to eat
How to think, how to live
Look at yourself better, you are just my ideal
Perfect form of being shit
What to wear, what to eat
How to think, how to live
Look at yourself better, you are just my ideal
This is exactly how I feel

It never stops
You think that you can show who you really are
Overdoes
Shit keeps falling on my head, and it really sucks
Oh my God
What else can you tell me besides unluck?
Shut the fuck up
All of you are nothing but retarded, fuck

You overrated piece of shit
Feel nauseous even just of looking at me? Low blow
I'll laugh at your face, I will snit
I know you blame me for the reasons I don't fucking know
Feel my pain
I tell you, feel my pain
You have no fucking idea
The time will come and one day they want your fate
Is it real right?
I just made myself rate
It is a fucking real
And promise never come back that ugly day

All of you are a mess, and that is war
All of you are a mess, and that is war
And it's like I'm taking my beloved M134
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, cyka, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Move
My rage is a gift, my rage is a gift
My rage is a gift, you get it to, to the fullest
My rage is a gift, my rage is a gift
My rage is a gift, you get it to, to the fullest

ya, dam tebe pizdy
zuby poletyat, zuby poletyat, zuby poletyat
buynyye psy, buynyye psy, buynyye psy
zuby poletyat, zuby poletyat, zuby poletyat
buynyye psy, buynyye psy, buynyye psy
zuby poletyat, zuby poletyat, zuby