[Chorus: Skryptonite]
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you
(Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin')
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you (Mixin')
Different countries' money, that's what this shit's all about
Blow your brains out, that's what my shit is equipped with
[Verse 1: Skryptonite]
I'm a freak, I got my pyjamas on
But I'll send you to sleep like your mama
Panama covers the view
You met bastards, but not inglorious ones
Did you want to ride? Well, finе
I'll blow it right in your fucking face
Call my hood Bratislava, baby
We saw in Pavlik what you saw in TV Show "Atlanta"
We got еverything, except a plan, baby
None of those hoes helped me
The way a socket helped me
I didn't throw, so the coin didn't fall
You want something to rock, baby
Trust it to the professionals, baby
You don't need a pill
You just don't need a cage
It ain't fifty shades
There's only one gray
Get it, baby, you don't need any custody
You're attracted to the drugstore, your folks are attracted to the mortgag
And that bullshit ain't uncommon, that bullshit's ubiquitously
Motherfucker ain't even got a chair, for him even having a place in bench is luck
But they go to karaoke trying to remember the name of that song, “Situation”
Everything has been wrong since childhood
The word "right" doesn't quite fit
M, in the world of the Fryers, it's fucking uncomfortable and cramped
[Chorus: Skryptonite]
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you
(Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin')
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you (Mixin')
Different countries' money, that's what this shit's all about
Blow your brains out, that's what my shit is equipped with
[Verse 2: 104]
I came out of the ander - all these basements are in mice
Nothing annoying I never cared about their business
I kept adding up everything that came into my head, cleaning up the mess
Somebody's happy, now I'm solo and I can't hear, how do we decide?
Back in '16, they took half of the CIS hostage
Don't be embarrassed, I listened to Dorn and kept my share
You've heard of fighting hard, but you chose to sit this one out
I'll buy you with your rank, your uniform, you must be having fun
[Chorus: Skryptonite]
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you
(Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin', Mixin')
I don't want to smoke shit that's soaked
I don't torture shit that's tortured (Mixin')
We're from different planets, even though I started out just like you (Mixin')
Different countries' money, that's what this shit's all about
Blow your brains out, that's what my shit is equipped with