Paktofonika - Gdyby

Do I have to listen to this from the beginning?
Yeah, you do.
Alright, so be it...
I have to listen to this.
I really have to listen to this!

What if, what if it wasn’t just pretend?
What if, what if it wasn’t just pretend?
What if, what if it wasn’t just pretend?
(And now!)

What if the whole world was covered in daydreams?
What if Magik was perfect?
What if divisions just disappeared?
What if fish had a voice too?
What if cactuses grew from our palms?
What if ideals walked upon the Earth?
White would be black, and black would be white
Heatwaves, on demand
The same dishes would always taste great
Minerals in every rock as precious as crystals
And all conspiracies would just be jokes
What if every deed was worthy of praise?

What if Fokus wasn’t so arrogant?
What if crows didn’t caw, and goats didn’t leap?
What if dogs didn’t bite, and cats didn’t scratch?
And mosquitoes didn’t drive us mad?
What if disco freaks didn’t act out?
What if the equal could stand equally with the equal?
What if new hip-hop clubs were springing up everywhere?
What if girls in those clubs shook their butts?
And crews rhymed, instead of brawling?
What if squads lived up to what they claimed?
What if words from the pen were always literal?
What if only normal rain fell in the GOP?
What if glass and chimneys didn’t surround me?
And Never-Never Land
What if slices of bread fell butter-side up?
What if derailleurs fascinated me?
What if rhymes lined up perfectly every time?
What if hip-hop heads earned degrees?
And those degrees weren’t handed out recklessly?
What if on my window sill there were
Ferns and daydreams?
What if their traits complemented each other?

What if beautiful dreams came true?
What if Rahim received the praise he deserved?
What if problems turned into trivialities?
What if every message came with a moral?
What if partners really loved their partners?
What if eyes never cried and lips always smiled?
What if beautiful moments came back and stayed?
What if better times were here? (Aha)
What if jackdaws didn’t fall, and cops didn’t chase us?
What if hip-hop crews performed without being lame?
What if gases didn’t explode, and fires didn’t destroy?
What if waters didn’t flood, and disasters didn’t exist?
What if kindred souls supported and trusted each other?
What if rhymes were always improvised?
What if paint never dripped and didn’t fade on the walls?
What if large bills filled every pocket?
And PFK initials appeared on posters?
What if confessionals embraced the non-believers?
What if all barriers vanished?
What if no hearts were broken?
What if the guilty were always punished?
What if everyone was understanding?

What if I... What if I...
Well, what if you?
What if I..."