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