| Cider... NoGGano the first non-body | 
| Drugs are killing you! | 
| Drugs are bad! | 
| Drugs is the article! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| You know I don't like drugs | 
| But severely debilitated and who do not stick | 
| By double cheating with the involvement of third parties | 
| Charged, standing, waiting, look, do not sleep | 
| I do not like to get out in one snout | 
| I'm taking a Colombian and a gram gorilla with me | 
| I don't like speed if there is no retarder | 
| It's like paint without solvent | 
| I don't like unlimited barry distributions | 
| I don't like making a stab, in a wheelbarrow | 
| Get under search, cops with a dog | 
| I do not like to get sick, but I love medicine | 
| Different injections there, with vaccines | 
| Drugs with a high content of codeine | 
| Slept on a bench, killed like cattle | 
| I don't like to leave anything in the morning | 
| Everything is in the inside, even if it cuts hard | 
| I don't like round, figureless girlfriends | 
| Dancing in the club then hands under the skirt | 
| I don't like the street in the morning after the club | 
| On Friday, rushing like a dog, and everyone is staring at you | 
| I don't like drugs that were thrown | 
| And an excuse like garbage was accepted | 
| I don't like drags that make you vomit farther than you can see, | 
| And from what you see blows the slate | 
| I don't like drugs in the hands of a fag dealer | 
| Awakening the killer in me | 
| I don't like cops breaking into the hut | 
| Neighbors - witnesses, mom and dad in fucking | 
| I don't like fighters with drug addiction in uniform, who protect drug lords | 
| I saw cop faces, under the mixes | 
| They swirl at night, in the morning to study at the police school | 
| I don't like to love, this crazy coming | 
| Cocktail *** and *** | 
| I don't like sunken pupils | 
| Pour naphthyzine, over dark glasses | 
| In short, you understood what I wanted to say. It's not me who loves drugs, drugs love me | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| Put *** paper under the tongue | 
| I'm into kung fu, drunken tajik style | 
| Feather - chick, divided the square | 
| Night format - rave party | 
| I was surrounded by a pack of pteradactels | 
| Butera, security with a metal detector, | 
| And in the wardrobe - catch the arrival | 
| There will be a party and this is only the first move | 
| Flashback I penetrated, a vintage house, a picnic... | 
| In *** left movement, depression in the morning | 
| More on autoparty, | 
| Go kill yourself, fry under the round | 
| In the club drunk mare meat smeared | 
| This is a pitchfork, in short, you drove in. What am I talking about? I don't like drugs, these drugs love me. | 
| In short, what am I talking about? I don't like drugs. Drugs love me. | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! | 
| It's not I who love drugs, it's drugs that love me! |