Текст песни
Cold boots on the grate
Smoke in the jawline
Steel in the ribs
I came from the hard line
You talk like a saint
But your hands tell the truth
I seen your fear fold
Under pressure and proof
Swing down low
Like a war drum crown
Tied up tight
When the whole room shakes down
Don't look away
Don't blink now
That stare's a knife
And it drags you down
Closer, closer
Feel that dread
One more step
And you meet my head
Russian machine!
Hit the floor, hit the floor
Russian machine!
Want it louder? Give me more
Dreadlocks swing
Dreadlocks swing
Russian machine!
Russian machine!
Black rain on my coat
Red dust on the blade
I don't ask twice
I just watch what you made
Your tongue got cracks
Your grin got holes
I roll through the dark
With a furnace in my throat
Swing down low
When the sirens call
Heavy and wild
Let the whole place fall
Don't look away
Don't blink now
That stare's a knife
And it drags you down
Closer, closer
Feel that dread
One more step
And you meet my head
Russian machine!
Hit the floor, hit the floor
Russian machine!
Want it louder? Give me more
Dreadlocks swing
Dreadlocks swing
Russian machine!
Russian machine!
I growl through the smoke
I scream through the grind
Every locked door
Leaves a scar on my mind
Raise your hands
If you want that flame
One hard удар
And I write my name
Russian machine!
Hit the floor, hit the floor
Russian machine!
Want it louder? Give me more
Dreadlocks swing
Dreadlocks swing
Russian machine!
Russian machine!
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