Special class
Hey wow wow yeah
Hey wow wow yeah
Let’s do it you against us
Hey wow wow yeah
Let’s do it you against us
Hey wow wow yeah
Young, wild, hungry and enraged --
No one’s waiting for you and no one’s gonna shout out “come home”
Willpower. To defend your turf
Not feeling the cold, not feeling the hunger
The battle for the street throne will reveal what you’re made of
Gonna show who’s on top and who’s bound to flop
Streets are barred out, there are third class people
Masters of crude sport
If legends came to pay you a visit at your court
Each blow will be a straight-on shot
They imposed the tempo, they set the tone
Tarmac and concrete dictate the laws here
To fall back or to charge forward?
You’re breakable and unbreakable
Lad, we’re on it till the street lights are off --
Got swept down, stood up, punch!
Block attack -- mob against mob
You’re either forged in steel or moulded in wax
There’s no exit from the catacombs
Don’t go there - They’ve got dangerous methods
The weak ones get let down by their Achilles’ heel
You gotta build up your own fortitude, brother
That ain’t blood, you gonna tell your mum these are cherry stains
Free. Got out
Relentlessly consumed by this matter
Only the chosen one will be the winner
The electrolytes have soaked up red graphite
The last street lights have died off
No one can see the sporting equipment in the dark
It was a good round -- you’re all in
Not bidding farewell, we will see each other
Hey wow wow hey
Hey wow wow hey
That’s the special class
Special class
Translated by Pauline Kuzina