♪♪♪ Yes, yes, yo, yo Yo, how does that groovy done? You know how it is, studio is my second home A few years ago I crossed the Rubicon I've always been beyond your logic Rhythmically I'm polyglot Check out the word flow I'm a flow icon, clap me, follow My journey starts in Oldon I'm a little old boy, after my solo debut Although I don't smoke a lot, I listen to Omnion and Sorrow I know Korazpono, I don't know Lil' Konon Pass it on to the clones, they drown with me When I plug in a chinch and an adapter for a phono My rap has a dark color Specific flavor, because its main core is honor I put a lot of tunes in, everyone keepin' it thorough More than on a hip-hop camp of Czech crowns They ask me, uh, where I come from Sometimes it's despair, sometimes it's comfort Hello to the lab, we're sailing to the land like a pontoon From Red Hood to Ordon to Fordon It's our city folklore, don't fuck with us I can do it in a round way Like in Poznań, Kino Fondo Bro, pronto, it's a curse It's not easy, so pay up, monekos Yo, I gave my life to this music I can sit here all night Even if I'll be sobbing in pain Whatever happens, I'll say it straight Just like them, I'll always trust my audience It's not a fucking kleosence For us, it's a fight for a normal life Even if I get to the top Even if I get to the top I'll be representing those streets, so I'm shouting I can sit here all night Even if I'll be sobbing in pain Whatever happens, I'll say it straight Just like them, I'll always trust my audience It's not a fucking kleosence For us, it's a fight for a normal life Even if I get to the top I'll be representing those streets, so I'm shouting DGE, nice A-T-Z, yo And this is your sound Now it's Maximilian's turn His brother-in-law says Don When the bass has a thick tone Who cares who likes it, who doesn't I play the game like Rubik's cube I know it's a stupid mistake Although it's not a stupid song, I have this goofy mode On a fucking dog, with a glass ceiling I'll be smashing them with a spade while they're there Retreat to the second circle Back straight under the basket, although it's not Rookie Boy And they're asking where this ragamuffin came from Let the clowns scramble like a soldier who lost his gun Put your hoodie on I'll catch a long drone I'll shoot it with a gun, kill it With this rhyme on Doo-Dee-Doo, it's through Rubik's cube At the beginning, from Rodek's nice I wanted to have something similar Nice bad beginnings, so watch out, my friend Because I gave my life to this music I take it on my chest, I take it on my biceps This is a tattooed sound, we're back on the nice Wrocław, WWA, Gdańsk, Cracow, Katowice And I'll say 500 without a scissor, yo Góral, South Don Don Flow I gave my life to this music I can sit here all night Even if I get to the top, I'll be shouting from pain Whatever happens, I'll say it straight Just like they do, I'll always trust my audience This is not a fucking chaos For us, it's a fight for a normal life Even if I get to the top I'll represent those streets So I'm shouting I can sit here all night Even if I get to the top, I'll be shouting from pain Whatever happens, I'll say it straight Just like they do, I'll always trust my audience This is not a fucking chaos For us, it's a fight for a normal life Even if I get to the top I'll represent those streets I'll represent those streets