Paroles et traduction G&G Sindikatas - T.B.T.R.

T.B.T.R.

Begu nuo saves taves ir kitu nuo visu tu kurie laiko mane pasmerktu
Shtai ir vel karys kaip ugnis spardausi priesh veja kuris nori
Sunaikinti lyg niekadeja visuomenes prieshai amzhini nors joje budami
Deka jos egzistuodami laikomes savo zhodzhiu ideju kurios parodo jog
Mes tikrai nusideje... ish esmes nera gyvenime prasmes jeigu nera
Minties svajoniu nebus ir ateities jausk jega kuri lyg paleista srove
Bega draivas tas kuris velka tave ir mane yo tik pradejau sakyti to
Ka pajauti pats nors nuo shio meshlo kartais svaigsta galva kaip kam
Yra tiesa ta kad nepabegsi nuo manes o tuo labiau nuo saves...
Pr.: tik tik tak what da fuck chia vyksta daug kas pyksta (turi buti tylu
Ramu) on the mic dabar esu kiti v pizdu...
Nezhinau kas aplink mane jutau tik spaudima chia bet juk reikia
Pleshti kai tau niezhti bujoti ir rekti kazhkur shelti nuo prazhuties
Begti tarp debesu lekti savo tikslo siekti gero gyvenime nuveikti
Tiesa neigti vardan garbes i prazhuti eiti save nuvilti kazhka
Pamilti... taip arba ne sakai kai nezhinai ar tau tinkama ar gerai
Visa tai praeitis nesuk galvos ritmas atpalaiduos zhodzhius sudes i
Kruva ir prezentuos ai tariu kai puchiu pisu dauzhau ir kartais yo
Nebezhinau kuom baigsis meshlas shis kuri darau bet su juo gyventi
Ramiau ar ne tiap zhmogau... gyventi ramiau ar ne tiap zhmogau...
Pr.

T.B.T.R.

Departure from yourself, you and everyone who held me condemned
Here again, a warrior like fire, I kick against the wind that wants to
Destroy like nothing, the eternal enemies of society, though being in it
Thanks to it, we exist, adhering to our words, ideas that show that
We are certainly sinful... In essence, there is no meaning in life if there is no
Mind, dreams, or future; feel the power that, like a released current
Runs. The drive that pulls you and me, yo, I've just started saying what
You feel yourself, even though sometimes my head spins from this garbage
The truth is that you will not run away from me, and even less from yourself...
Ch.: Only, only, tick-tock. What the fuck is going on here? Many are angry (must be quiet
Peace) on the mic, I am now, the rest, fuck off...
I don't know who was around me, I only felt pressure here, but it's supposed to
Tear when it itches you, to riot and shout somewhere, to take shelter from destruction
To run among the clouds, to fly, to strive for your goal, to do something good in life
To deny the truth for the sake of honor, to go to ruin, to disappoint yourself, to love someone
... yes or no, you say, when you don't know if it's right for you or not
All this past, don't worry, the rhythm will relax you; the words will pile up in
A heap and will present themselves. I mean, when I smoke weed, smash, and sometimes, yo
I don't know how this shit I'm doing will end anymore, but living with it
Is calmer or not, every person... Living calmer or not, every person...
Ch.