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Description
Producer: DJ Element
Programmer: DJ Element
Vocals: ZBUKU
Vocals: Fu
Vocals: Blackson
Composer: Łukasz Błaszczuk
Lyricist: Michał Buczek
Lyricist: Łukasz Gaweł
Lyricist: Emmanuel Simpson
Lyrics and translation
Original
That's right.
Let's start it like this.
This, this, this, this, this, son.
That's, that's, that's right. That's right.
W porządku. Daję ci rapowe hity. Teraz piszę znowu historii.
Wal lolka i usiądź bracie.
Dziś zabiorę was w wstyd. To trzeba widzieć.
Leciało wooden klejem, kiedy tutaj palili klej do tapet. Gdy nie było Instagrama ani z Instagrama matek.
Taki jeden ziomal dał mi wtedy towar, pohandlował.
Dzisiaj robię to samo, gonię na Spotify słowa. Och, chciałem rapować jak mój idol prosto z Queensbridge. Wszedł
B. U. K. U. , dziś tą ksywkę znają wszyscy.
Katowne realia, zbuku na freestylach, ale jak ciśniesz po mace, to cię zrywam kurwo kajdankami.
W tej ekipie nie ma kabla, jak wjeżdżam w bit to bangla.
Siedemnaście lat i areszt, takie znałem życia sprawdzian. Niejeden fifa rafa srał po gaciach i posypał.
Chociaż takie groźne miny kurwa robił na tych klipach. Nawijam i nie zdycham. I będę nieśmiertelny.
Moją trumnę będą niosły te zaczarowane bębny.
Pozdro Jojo, niech się wiedzie i nie w biedzie tylko luksus. Od dziesięciu lat jedziemy razem na tym samym wózku.
Jeden zero. Jakbym się cofnął, spróbowałbym tego znowu. Rap się nie nudzi.
Jest od-- od-- od kołniuchu do sku.
To, co mam w sercu od lat ten sam. Chcę pokazać ci hip-hop.
To nie koniec, historia zatoczy koło bo. Moje mordki, classic ziomki.
Jak to shorty, jak to forty. Coś mamy w tym wybuch.
Jak lost boys synu, szukaj starego stylu, starego rapu chłopaku, odpalaj stary wiru.
To jest tak zwany back time machine. Projekt znany wam check, ta fushou styl.
Kiedyś ten rap set inaczej hulał, a dzisiaj the vibe play. Odpalamy fruja.
Parę bitów i tipów i parę akcji konkret. Teraz gramy, bo mamy ten dar. Nowy początek.
Przecieramy szlaki, bo taki mamy kontekst. Dalej szponce proste, to ma głęboki sens. Jak kiedyś Tłuste Błędy,
A Tribe Called Quest. Idąc tędy przez życie to istny chcesz.
Bo paradoks, wszystko wokół zmienia się. Każdy żyje tym rapem, bo każdy tego chce.
Is this really, really the end?
Nema, nema, no problema. Flow speditto lancia a tema.
Il figlio nero te la spiega. L'alba di una nuova era. Come Mo' Steps sputo pura matematica.
Ogni barra fa sognare anche chi è cieco dalla nascita. Bam, bam, come a Bagdad.
Tu torni a casa in una black bag come in Afghan. Zero gang, gang.
Questo vive dalla mamma e ancora parla. Sento solo bla, bla, bla come in Pampa.
Il mio fratello alza un palo, un giorno a casa con il mouse.
In strada a fare il palo e fare brutto senza un house. Nel bando assieme ai banditi. Sì, sei Rambo, ma sei rimbambito.
Scrivo cibo per la mente, tu vendi l'amore in pillole.
Ringrazio Dio che non mi cibo delle loro briciole. La dignità di un uomo non ha limite.
Come i numeri periodici, fratello, si dopprò le virgole.
English translation
That's right.
Let's start it like this.
This, this, this, this, this, son.
That's, that's, that's right. That's right.
All right. I'm giving you rap hits. Now I'm writing history again.
Fuck off and sit down, brother.
Today I will take you to shame. This is a must see.
Wooden glue was flying when they burned wallpaper glue here. When there was no Instagram or Instagram of mothers.
This one guy gave me some goods and traded them.
Today I'm doing the same thing, chasing lyrics on Spotify. Oh, I wanted to rap like my idol straight from Queensbridge. He came in
B. U. K. U., everyone knows this nickname today.
Harsh realities, I'm crazy about freestyles, but if you push me, I'll fucking take you away with handcuffs.
There is no cable in this team, when I tune in, it's Bangla.
Seventeen years and arrest, that was the test of life I knew. More than one FIFA rafa shitted his pants and spilled the beans.
Although he made such dangerous fucking faces in these clips. I roll and I don't die. And I will be immortal.
My coffin will be carried by these enchanted drums.
Greetings Jojo, may you prosper and not in poverty but in luxury. We have been in the same boat together for ten years.
One zero. If I went back, I would try it again. Rap never gets boring.
It's from-- from-- from collar to collar.
What has been in my heart has been the same for years. I want to show you hip-hop.
This is not the end, history will come full circle because. My faces, classic dudes.
Like shorts, like forts. We've got something going on here.
Like lost boys son, look for the old style, old rap boy, start the old vortex.
This is the so-called back time machine. The design you know is check, this fushou style.
This rap set used to be different, but today it's the vibe play. Let's fire up the fluja.
A few bits and tips and some concrete actions. Now we play because we have this gift. A new beginning.
We blaze trails because this is our context. Then the claws are straight, it makes a lot of sense. Like Fat Mistakes used to be,
A Tribe Called Quest. As you walk through life this way, you really want it.
Because paradox, everything around is changing. Everyone lives this rap because everyone wants it.
Is this really, really the end?
No, no, no problem. Flow speditto lancia a tema.
Il figlio nero te la spiega. L'alba di una nuova era. Come Mo' Steps sputo pura matematica.
Ogni barra fa sognare anche chi è cieco dalla nascita. Bam, bam, come Baghdad.
Tu torni a casa in una black bag come in Afghan. Zero gang, gang.
Questo vive dalla mamma e ancora parla. Sento solo bla, bla, bla come in Pampa.
Il mio fratello alza un palo, un giorno a casa con il mouse.
In strada a fare il palo e fare gross senza un house. Nel bando assieme ai banditi. Sì, sei Rambo, ma sei rimbambito.
Scrivo cibo per la mente, tu vendi l'amore in pillole.
Ringrazio Dio che non mi cibo delle loro briciole. La dignità di un uomo non ha limite.
Come i numeri periodici, fratello, si dopprò le virgole.