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[Verse 1] T-72 in the mud, low profile, mean Башня крутится быстро, ты не видал my screen “Дубль два, держи правее,” — voices in the box Then a hard hit rattles us, the whole hull rocks Old steel, cold sweat, crew locked tight “Левее, левее!” through the smoke and the pine at night “Командир, вижу силуэт,” “Давай, не тяни” Then we catch one on the side — мать твою, держи! We slide through the reed line, vanish in the green They catch a hit and curse loud, but they still stay mean “Заряжаю!” “Понял,” then the breech snaps back Sлышишь, янки? We came for the check One shot, one burst, “Попал?” “Еще как” Put a dent in your neck, then we’re both in the black [Pre-Chorus] You talk big? We talk first Track bite down Then the world gets worse Ты готов? I’m already there Heavy boots And the engine’s glare [Chorus] Steel on steel, who’s gonna fold? Steel on steel, hot tank, cold Boom, boom, бро, take your line Abrams, Abrams, read the sign Steel on steel, no place to hide Steel on steel, run or ride Crews in the hull, we laugh and bark Steel on steel, leave a mark [Verse 2] M1A2, big grill, heavy crown You roll like a bank vault, slow to the ground We hear your fan hum way before you show Then a hit slams home and your whole crew goes, “Oh, no!” Like a rich kid flexing in a row of snow Till the armor rings out and the panels blow “Чёрт, они попали!” through the radio crack We live in the dirt and we hit right back [Pre-Chorus] You got screens? We got scars You got shine? We got stars Ты дрожишь? Keep that pace We close in Face to face [Chorus] Steel on steel, who’s gonna fold? Steel on steel, hot tank, cold Boom, boom, бро, take your line Abrams, Abrams, read the sign Steel on steel, no place to hide Steel on steel, run or ride Crews in the hull, we laugh and bark Steel on steel, leave a mark [Bridge] Командир кричит: “Вперёд!” Gunner says, “I got the lock” Dust in the optic, grit in the throat Both crews counting every knock A shell kisses steel — then hell breaks loose Two crews yelling, “Fuck, we’re still in use” You call it war, we call it pride Two iron beasts on the same old ride Then silence falls, just engines growl And the first one flinches takes the foul [Final Chorus] Steel on steel, who’s gonna fold? Steel on steel, hot tank, cold Boom, boom, бро, take your line Abrams, Abrams, read the sign Steel on steel, no place to hide Steel on steel, run or ride Crews in the hull, we laugh and bark Steel on steel, leave a mark