27 сентября 2005, 17:44
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| Last Breath Eto zarifmoval i zapisal na beat v proshlom godu. Ne po russki, no hotya bi po teme.
As much as I hate it, I turn on the news
And all I can see is just pain and abuse
Still remember that morning when in the early hours
I was mourning over people who died in the towers
That was miles away, and yet I felt the pain
And sadly I knew that it would happen again
The second plane crashed and the center went down
The world famous building that was second to none.
But that was all in a distant land
I never was there, so I shouldn't give a damn
Yet I suffered but what could make the matters worse
Is if my own motherland was subject to this curse.
When people went to see a theatrical play
They never knew that many would not walk away
Instead got carried away, some lucky ones survived
But their loved ones took their last breaths and died.
Is it luck, or is it an eternal curse
How would you feel to see your children in a hearse
Or see your parents dead and having noone else
Who's to provide the bread so you can feed yourself.
The boys are cursed to steal and kill for money
And the girls are forced to sell and deal their bodies.
I'm not tryin to offend, just tellin' you the truth
It was all on the news, if you require proof.
Imagine a bright morning, going to school
It's your first day, and everything is so new and cool
It's soon to become the worst day in your life
And you will be lucky if you make it alive.
You look at the doors and you see a masked man
Coming at you with a weapon in his hands
Telling everyone to get down and drop to the floor
Or otherwise you won't be alive anymore.
So what do you do, do you panick and run
Ignoring the fact that there's a cap in his gun?
Or do you obey and submit to their will
Knowing that most likely you'd still get killed?
There is no choice in situations like that
And you got no voice with a gat to your head
And that's what happened, they did no less then killed them
When the terrorists took hostage the Beslan children.
I know that it happend very far away
Yet I still feel the pain from that scarring day.
Everytime now I think about my motherland
It reminds me of all the fucking pain I felt
And you ain't even gotta share a race with me
To relate to the words that you hear me speak
So let's rush and get this terrorism confined
Cause it's not just Russia, it's happening worldwide
A book, a speach, or a word of a preacher
A doctor, a lawyer, or even a teacher
We all want one thing, and we hope we can reach ya
Cause our music is not made to get richer.
Just look at what's going on in the Middle East
They carry on fighting for civil peace
Who could ever imagine it would be like this
Rappers can do it, so countries should stop the beef.
Spare the innocent lives, don't wage war
No need to pay the ultimate price, to die, so
Welcome it, get up and open the door,
Peace, that's what Black Shorey stand for... | 
