Текст песни Swifta Beater - King of Grime

Don't be that dangerous guy
rip your head in the mouth with dynamite
We smoke hydra from the vagina of your lala, we inject adrenaline into her heart yau.
Little by little we shrieked, our tracks were all splashing ears,
At first, everyone laughed and laughed, and now their rusts are sitting on the tables, but now we do not feel sorry for them.

we sting like wasps, nothing gets in the way, like rats and mice all sit around the basement, like
says the dead does not breathe, my desk will chop off the roof for everyone .. I cannot hear you,
Nikita you don't see any talent,
not crying man how offensive,
we lay on the beat you portisch beats