Lyrics Семен Слепаков - Милиционер - Коррупционер

1. the bush is thick, the sheets rustle
of them you look with hope for the road
and let your weight be over 100
You as a panther run out of the bushes

chorus:
corrupt policeman
money collar collator
let me go pam-steamed
at sunset of the day

home waiting for his wife, four children
they need a thousand rubles now
let me go the policeman-corrupt

2.ty without me and so rich
as evidenced by your huge backside
and on the sides hang fats
already hand does not reach the holsters

similar to the circle face oval
you all in a circle fined
father deprived you right 7 times
threw my mother a hanjubas

Militiaman - Corruptor
you dreamed of serving the country as a child
protect the people of pam-pairs-frames
but not on

Militiaman - Corruptor
you are already a militiaman
release me Militiaman - Corruptor

3.no here I go on the pawn
and the money I put in my palm is a slightly damp pile
but suddenly he tears them to pieces
and says: "What are you doing freak"

Once I was Corrupt
and now the police officer
with a star I go pam-steams
for driving I watch

gave me a bear star
that in the country the question with driving was solved
so as not to cover the question with the ride
as always a star

4. The man without stupid look
because I am now called the font of the Tver
and in the state the law is cruel
drive now 100 fucking bucks to me son

my dear police officer
you're still in the shower Militiaman
Militiaman - Corruptor

say you at least a spider person
You can not get the thread out of hand
will you be an ordinary big spider- Corruption