[Chorus: ReTo]
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
You get it, I don't want it bitch
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it motherfucker
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it motherfucker
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
You get it, I don't want it bitch

[Verse 1: ReTo]
I also had complexes before
As I treated them, I was independent
Half a lifetime too thick and fuck you up - I will not be cowering, I will not fuck
You say - you have the audacity, I'm cheeky
With accuracy, it's the point, I do not put on boards
I laugh all the time but in my soul I miss it
Do you sweat through your nerves or in your nerves?
I feel a devil with a divine mind
I am like a shepherd who is holding a razor
And my flock? Black sheep's only
I call it thoughts with which I have a problem
The scythe reminds me of the reaper only ei, only ej
I'm not sure if I would like to know the date, well, no, not only
Sometimes closed, sometimes open
I spit through my teeth, feel it in your hand
I spit out truth fruit seeds
Nothing is dreaming anymore, probably from ganja
My neck hurts, I take everything for him
I want to smoke staff, no snakes - I'm humble
Whores would like to see me burn
Whores you can watch as I smoke!

[Chorus: ReTo]
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it motherfucker
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it
I don't want it bitch

[Verse 2: Guzior]
At all without any hint, at all without wanting to
Wait again, I was not ready
At all without any hint, at all without wanting to
With everything back, the water is only running
I have not seen the sun for a month
I do not like nice weather, I do not like hot weather
I'm slowly losing religion, my mother is still believing
I do not understand anything and I am looking for where my Enigme is
At all without wanting to
Where is my Enigme
Bitch, I have reasons, ha
Everything on top, I walk like skinless
The acid smashed the textures, the acid melted the texture
Instead of sleeping, I sit at night
Angry daily rhythm
Mokigorofuckers Matiego by nonsense
Every reasonable part is like Venice
Tuesday, already on Saturday, liver spots, ha
We are not like it
Someone is lying, have pity to kill him
Save me work
It is a pity that it is me
I do not want it
At all without any hint, at all without wanting to
At all without any hint, at all without wanting to
I do not want it
At all without a sneer, at all without a sneer, at all without a sneer