Текст песни Скриптонит - Внатуре

[Introduction]:
Modern shamanism.

[Verse 1, Scriptonite]:
There is so much symbolism in you because you have nothing to say;
From the fact that your life - the Internet.
Even without it, the viewer had only bread,
And it is still important for you to please them, but not for me.

After all, lucky (I heard here that I was just lucky).
Just lucky to grab a lucky ticket, well ...
But I never tried happy e * years,
Why? Maybe because it is me - and everything is on me?

The sky thickened over me so many times
That my faith became knowledge (wake up).
Waking up before dark (So that is not easy),
To just letters have become a banner.

On a summer day I lost something
But I never thought to say goodbye to consciousness.
(We are one) Never, no one, nothing,
(For no reason) Burn with a blue flame.

[Transition]:
I burned my weaknesses.
I drowned everything that could hinder me, but I have paranoia!
They want me to fuck those bitches - but she doesn't know who I am,
Who am I, who am I?

[Transition]:
I'm a bullet!
[Yes, I am there], where I first climbed onto the stage.
[There was a Boomer - he died] (in vnature).
I, like my city, frowning.

[Chorus]
My soul is in Pavlo, my dick is in his fool (vnature),
And I know more than some old people -
But as if he was born yesterday;
Applause (especially).
Straight into the hall from the placenta (vnature).

My soul is in Pavlo, my dick is in his fool (vnature),
And I know more than some old people -
But as if he was born yesterday;
To applause (vnature).

[Verse 2, Scriptonite]:
I did a bit that costs more than my mom's house (y).
You just made your feet out of mom's house (so what?)
Chicken [legs] in restaurants (y),
Duck sheep history (y)
With the boys bought normally (normal).

I go there for the pack and back (somehow the same).
If you are loot, very nice (yes).
I hope your whore is adequate.
I hope you shut up and without a gag.
My name is & quot; Bullet & quot ;!

[Verse 3, Scriptonite]:
My land in the trash naeburen.
Northeast Kazakhstan in my skin.
Northeast Kazakhstan in this skin.
Ten years - and she and much more
I have become so out of place - just like banknotes (vnature).
After all, I always knew who you were by — put it on who you are (inside)!

We did not turn over, we broke at the seams!
The game went hand - she is on tour.
Northeast Kazakhstan in my skin.
Northeast Kazakhstan in this fool.

Ten years - and I am the most important
Underground became the main high-rise (vnature).
And I always knew who you were by - put on who you are (inside)
And I am not fallen [light]. One more day
Spilled before bedtime - this is just a tip, a sucker!

[Chorus 2]:
I make holes in the industry, call it a drill; drill!
(Filled) holes in the fools from the periphery, call it - rubbish.
Pats think lucky. Hey Hey! Hey Hey!

Holes in the fools from the very top, call it - drill.
To live in rank, falling asleep like an angel, waking up like a devil -
And this is only advice, goof!

Mad fans with him under the covers, call it - drill.
(Filled) holes in the fools from the periphery, call it - rubbish.
Pats think lucky.
Holes in the fools from the very top, call it - drill.

[The final]:
Drill; drill;
Drill bit, drill bit, drill bit, drill bit;
Drill; drill;
Drill, drill, drill, drill!
Drill; drill;
Drill bit, drill bit, drill bit, drill bit;
Drill bit, drill bit, drill bit, drill bit;
Drill bit, drill bit, drill bit, drill bit;
Woo, woo!