Szpaku - Afryka (prod. PSR)

I keep thinking about the same thing
Old Simba, but new reptiles around
Take this cash, but leave your health beside
I was so scared that I wet my pants
This verse is like my muse - makes no sense, or you've been there too
Imagination is beautiful
As long as it doesn't trick you, you don't see hell
I see a scene like from a horror
Pale as Gollum, I hear voices in the corner of the room
I want to run away like before the first concert
But I gave my fears a break, because life is supposedly beautiful
When summer ends - you have nothing to rap about
I enter my territory like an alligator, it's time to wrap it up
Here, you have to be a lion, or some lion will eat you
Kid, pick your ego up from the floor

This is a safari full of lions
It devours, loses the shy like in the bush, ooh-ooh-ah
Wild Africa, dried at nights
Gibbons, monkeys, snakes (ooh-ah)
Our momentary happiness (ooh-ooh-ah)
Money rules here, where is your God (x2)

I had a mission here to stay true to myself
No ambitions, I didn't want to live like a robot
Word, black clouds are behind us
But sometimes I feel states of mind like nobody gets it
Ooh-ooh, welcome to the jungle
Here you buy love and friends with money
Cheetahs make bloody rustles at night
She's alone, there are four of them for fun
My cats want decent compensation
To party, to smoke, change clothes, shoes
I had Balenciagas, Gucci, Pradas
And in the same mess I stood with Adidas (ya get it?)
You're rich, but flaws don't disappear
I was bouncing off those walls like Spider-Man
Are you fat, or do you have bones on top?
Screw it - because together you have Glocks for the rags

This is a safari full of lions
It devours, loses the shy like in the bush, ooh-ooh-ah
Wild Africa, dried at nights
Gibbons, monkeys, snakes (ooh-ah)
Our momentary happiness (ooh-ooh-ah)
Money rules here, where is your God (x2)