Текст песни Скриптонит - Детки

Everyone wants to do it, wants to do super music
Everyone in this type of matter, but actually a loser
Primitive verses for friends at a party
They're like water pistols if I'm like an Uzi
I twist the little ones, like the shell shock
Loads of lyrics, like a hip-hop bathroom
Money maker, not the one who loads you
After all, you know a lot of mediocrity and you need to narrow this circle
We'll use all these curls for mince, baby
We won't crawl, we need a hard march
Your head isn't plowing as you get older
Once it is heroin to the ears, it's our time
I don't know your name, but you know Squeaky
I love this meat, no homo and his screams
These Mickey Mouses are very afraid of the Pied Piper
I am your Santa Claus with gifts
So get in line, kids!