[Intro: Sarius]
Flats, bad thoughts is all you see?
Everything you hear?
Aliens for strangers, not happy for everyone
It's not a fucking Mickey Mouse Club
Mariusz is the profession of all of them
Although I'm far from a whore
They must hate me!

[Verse 1: Sarius]
The west suddenly stops picking up
Banging party, Sarius sailor, you die
How much you expect in this country
Cunning from the estate, there is no other
Mariusz teaching profession
Head to learn from when I remember
However, he preferred to sit on the floors
Authorities in older colleagues
Where the drug dealer is, clean
There are chairs, what, the police?
I live here, a view like a veteran of Vietnam, I will remember
Oh, come, live here as a saint
I can not fuck you, nobody can help me
I know this feeling when someone dies
Reduce the mind to the child's level
A junkie without a putty, what from the ICU he is talking about
Because he must come again
Do not judge me after the sung chants
Because you do not have the right, everybody is doing it to the right
I usually went to school in sweatpants
Nobody has the right to judge me, fucking
The fun will disappear as you no longer have a receipt
Tera is singing, and it's really siema
Now Lambada, you would dance next to the president
Now, you would tell something about everyone
Now fuck you! Life is releasing a duck
This reflection would not be the last one
You already have these shards, and you do not have the courage
Your tales did not find
Cloths are losing their teeth here as they try to climb on mic
In comparison with the larger city
Here everything happens on older principles