Fil Tilen - Rob

Sleep works and silentEarn buys and consumesDo not ask too much , because it bothers themAt work, eat breakfast shit from the boss
They suffer in silence ,But this time the exhaustedI often want to spit bastardBut there is no place in the labor market
Who is not a fighter will be hungryKids world is cruel and coldSystem and quickly thrown into chainsGo to school and listen to the elderly
I do not know where , you can not fleeSwear to yourself , life is hardWith seven shalt thou eat bread crustBut do not let their dreams and break your spirit
Get up early, a new day has come RunJob waiting , no appetiteThe head swells up , swallow coffeeParquet grinding, you lock the lock
The scenario is the same , every dayAnd out of this skin you can not outConsumables worker , filling cash registersHello working class heroes
2.Tko no fighter will be hungryKids world is cruel and coldSystem and quickly thrown into chainsGo to school and listen to the elderly
Born bound and you have no otherWhere there is money , you will be a servant
chorus :Get the goods , do not let them get you down , goodsWe are not good , and it will be up, upRemember who you are , the greed of others on the back wearing , heyWe will be one , shackles cast , money chains , hey
Cook peglaj and periWell look busy go to childMen choose bore him a childI devote a career
Be a whore and a ladyAt work, it is difficult to star respectFor old bastard and looks asSexual facility
Duras silent sufferAnd that the time is exhaustedI often want to slap the bastardBut there is no place in the labor market
Remember the words you said the motherRespect yourself and be strongThese same words are hurting now and RevoltFor who will pay for food , bills
Swallow pride for employmentFirst, kneel , then spit on a napkinIn the mouth, bitter tasteBecause they have the luxury of principles
Pain , anger , powerlessness , shameYou should know a firm hugFor a cold shower does not wash the filthLittle pricey power , send them all to hell
2.Tko no fighter will be hungryKids world is cruel and coldSystem and quickly thrown into chainsGo to school and listen to the elderly
Born bound and you have no otherWhere there is money , you will be a servant
chorus :Get the goods , do not let them get you down , goodsWe are not good , and it will be up, upRemember who you are , the greed of others on the back wearing , heyWe will be one , shackles cast , money chains , hey

He fucked up , all the timeWhile he asked himself , he found youThe apartment is cramped now there's threeAnd you look into the eyes of a baby
Luckily , the meaning of life , the fruit of loveOr just a burden , care , another hungry mouthDoes not matter , I can not give up
Honoring him at the bar ,He laughs and tears his run , his goods are not exactly clearHe wonders what he will offer when he grows up
Calloused hands , messy cheekVapors are bloodyAgain cancellations , lost againThis my life leads to destruction
Small all home , in a room crying ,She comforted him , with him, sobbingBuy his new sneakers and pantsBecause it Cimaj children in the classroom
What is education , in the neighborhood sucksChildren culture brought from homeA chastened them older team behind the buildingFor folks working all day
This is for moms and dadsWhat rising generation to rateThis is for all those kidsHeads up , because now you know

2.Tko no fighter will be hungryKids world is cruel and coldSystem and quickly thrown into chainsGo to school and listen to the elderly
Born bound and you have no otherWhere there is money , you will be a servant
chorus :Get the goods , do not let them get you down , goodsWe are not good , and it will be up, upRemember who you are , the greed of others on the back wearing , heyWe will be one , shackles cast , money chains , hey