AI - Rzeszowski Biedarap

This is rap, rap Rzeszowski Biedarap. Drip, drip, paint dripping from the nose, and paws drip, cops are catching us.


Verse 1
New city, 9 floors, the elevator's f**ked up again, After the party, so I took the stairs up. 2nd floor, 3,7, f**k how high, they'll carry me out in a coffin soon, my eye is already twitching.


Mini chorus
Poverty here is squeaky, but the climate is right. Beer is your whole dinner, you don't mind luxuries. You're wearing one tracksuit, the other one is washed in the washing machine by your old lady. Together in one sadness, together in one fight.

Verse 2
I dragged myself to the apartment, my leg already hurts. I search for keys in my pockets, something immediately hit me, f**k. Where the hell did I drink them again, I must have left them somewhere at the fat guy's house.

Mini chorus
Poverty here is squeaky, but the climate is right. Beer is your whole dinner, you don't mind luxuries. You're wearing one tracksuit, the other one is washed in the washing machine by your old lady. Together in one sadness, together in one fight.

(Fat, that's already a parachute. 2 hours of march. He barely opened the door, but he doesn't look serious. Don't f**k me up, man, I know where I lost them. You'll be picking up your teeth soon, I can't stand it any longer... Oh no, wait, they're here. I hung them around my neck so I wouldn't forget.)

chorus
This is rap, rap Rzeszowski Biedarap. Drip, drip, paint dripping from the nose, and paws drip, cops are catching us.

Hmmmm, Hmmmm

This is rap, rap Rzeszowski Biedarap. Drip, drip, paint dripping from the nose, and paws drip, cops are catching us.
This is rap, rap Rzeszowski Biedarap. Drip, drip, paint dripping from the nose, and paws drip, cops are catching us.