(Are you ready?)
Kamil Bednarek:
Yeee ... Yes!
He tells you Maccabraa, everyone knows that sound.
That's me, going through this world with courage,
Fuck people who have dirty imagination.
It's me, fighting with hatred and a sham,
Suspended between heaven and earth.
Yes, it is you, lost in yourself for a long time,
You do not know which side of your life is correct.
Good or bad, surrounded by hopelessness,
Being yourself is your last hope,
Last hope, last hope, last hope.
Staff:
Check out what's going on when we go into town.
Staff, in the foreground, as debutant actor
I play in the theater of dreams as Chicharito.
Your opinion as my step – I don't care.
I'm with the crew as their flow eats like a burrito.
They come up with criticism, I am resistant like a G-Shock.
Good quiet! See how I play, Staff,
With me a handful of people, who bark like an amstaff.
The whole truth on the pages, tracks and fighting.
It is a brand and drift that is caught as in the Tatras,
It comes as on vacation.
Warka, believe me,flows like a barge on Burneika's shoulders .
This dose has long since been caught on mainstream,
You can hear the bustle in the cages,
You can be sure.
Our band is fodder given in mp3
Who help to dig it, and ventilate after the weak.
Bragg brings the listener to this,
That not only Warsaw puts together like Lego.
And it inspires fear, as how to tell my mates,
That it is an underground brigade from Opole Silesia,
Underground brigade from Opole Silesia.
I represent the real hip hop.
I represent the real hip hop.
Kamil Bednarek:
That's me, going through this world with courage,
Fuck people who have dirty imagination.
It's me, fighting with hatred and a sham,
Suspended between heaven and earth.
Yes, it is you, lost in yourself for a long time,
You do not know which side of your life is correct.
Good or bad, surrounded by hopelessness,
Being yourself is your last hope,
Last hope, last hope, last hope.
Staff:
Who knows me, knows that I am myself, Staff.
Booze is of no use, either is soda.
Exactly like that, every track is me,
At 100 percent, hard truth,
I have it in the genes.
I know what fear is, I often feel scared of people,
As they have boring lives, and want to fuck up mine.
Bastards, I've had enough! I won't step aside
And like a monkey, I ask, who gave you the right ?!
I do raid, I cut with rhyme like with a katana,
You have no chance, every punch flammable like ethanol,
I will put you in a frenzy, it's a spiel played,
With your honey I score like Rocky Marciano, man.
I have beaten rip like DJ Shadow,
Yes, that even at Obama I wouldn't look pale.
It's me, pure play in my drift, do I have to change like that?
Rather, the chances are slim.
I'm Cold As Ice, as M.O.P.
Unchangeable rap swings me and allows me to live,
It allows my heart to beat and
I know enough of me to know that I do not know anything about myself.
Kamil Bednarek:
I was, who I was, I am who I am, I'll become who I want, hey!
I was, who I was, I am who I am, I'll become who I want, yeah
It's not "I have talent", that is "I have faith," I'm glad that I remained me for myself ... remained ...
It's me ... It's me ...
It's me ... Yes!