Sofa - Flow Reality

feat. OSTR




Ref:
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Flow, flow, a real MC! Flow, flow, S-T-U-B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
A real, a real, a real, a real MC!
S to the T to the U to the B!

I.
Just listen to the above lyrics
and how they run-rapid over
melodious drum patterns,
a beautiful sound that leaves your ears undamaged!
It's not long before you realise that 'Stub's at it'!
And that I'm talkin' to all these
'copy-cattin, tongue braggin, drug addicts,
young faggots with fake club manners
and a so-called thug-status'!
You can see their names on banners and it's funny
how they always seem to make some 'cabbage'
with that retarded, made-up language!
All in all, I just hate their habits!
No longer can I wait - I can't stand this!
I feel like makin'em painfully hit the canvas
when they make their ugly faces look pretty for the cameras!
They're just a bunch of fake actors
who don't even know the meanin' of 'Great Rappers'!
And yet, they still get respect
'coz it seems like no-one can detect these rejects
except for 'a chosen few'!

Ref:
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Flow, flow, a real MC! Flow, flow, S-T-U-B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality !(yeah yeah)
A real, a real, a real, a real MC!
S to the T to the U to the B!

You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Flow, flow, a real MC! Flow, flow, S-T-U-B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Reality!

II.
(Ostry)
To nie ja, lecz ten świat te kwestie wybiera, co drugi cierpi dziś na depresje gangstera. Ktoś strzela na mieście, przestrzeń dwa na dwa. Dla jednych to koniec, dla drugich przesiadka. To nie Przystanek Alaska, tu jelenia nie znajdziesz. Raczej świat, jego twarz co zmienia nocą barwę. To Bóg dał mi łaskę czyli bit, mic i flow, bo 1000 decybeli znaczy rytm, funk i folklor. To rap jest tu bombą, minuta do eksplozji, a świat karmiony forsą nie ochroni przechodnich. Hipokryzjo! Dzień dobry! Ty karmisz głodnych kłamstwem. Nowy dzień - nowy hit. Ty daj mi złotych sakwę. Pokaż pysk, zdejmij maskę! Tu cenią prawdę, człowiek. Czyli rytm, flow i coś czego nikt Ci nie podpowie, nawet Faraonowie, musisz sam to odnaleźć. Zajmuj się sobą, ale w Tobie jest ten talent, bo:

Ref:
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Flow, flow, a real MC! Flow, flow, S-T-U-B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality !(yeah yeah)
A real, a real, a real, a real MC!
S to the T to the U to the B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality!
Flow, flow, a real MC! Flow, flow, S-T-U-B!
You were there for me, you were my Soul Reality! Reality!
A real, a real, a real, a real MC!
S to the T to the U to the B!

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