Chorus:
I have the same as you
My city and its people
I have the same as you
My city and its issues
People in houses, W.Z.G.Ó.R.Z.E in cars
In conversations about us over the phones
In recent days, only in Kielce
From H to H, 3H, a lyrical murderer
Pathetic for the city that gives him air to breathe
Comparing Klika to the atmospheres of TK
And also V.E.T.O., Pęku, an angry kid
S.C.H.I.M.I.D.T. knows it well
That Wzgórze and 3H are Warsaw and Kielce
I have the same as you, a city that's mine and in it
True bastards and amazing rhymes
It's a good city for me to be welcomed in
For me, it's everything, for you, WWA, and for us, Kielce
Something close, I won't tell you everything
Everyone has roots and imprints on the city
I have the same as you, my city and its people
My own things, my own project, I stand here with not very colorful dreams
3H WYP3 inside me, I'm chilled out in the neighborhood
Always a rasta, a gray day, gray walls, it's two cities
Because I have my city like you do, where people and smoke are present
I stick with this, I know who is who, what is with what
I know where things are, with whom to stick, and with whom not
I'm not afraid, I always do only what I want
Warsaw Rain, W.Z.G.Ó.R.Z.E
Let's go, Mario x5
Chorus x2
Just an ordinary day in my city before 3 PM
The sun high in the sky, crowded streets
Maybe I'll go here, maybe go there
Doesn't matter, want to buy a gram from Kielce
After an hour, I run into friends from the hood
Suggestion to smoke a few joints, ready-made
It will be a trip for sure and a pleasant phase
I'm a lunatic, strong weed excites me
Seven hits out of nowhere, and I'm in the park
Sitting on a bench, the situation clears up
Friends show up, Igor K. and Berkryty[?]
Breaks in conversations are our topics
In the evening, at the wreath or at Wojtyna's
45 RPM on 1200, put on the vinyl
My city, my city, in it
I'm occupied with being myself
My city, simple city, yours
Where the sun shines and there's a shared project
The yard attracts, and nothing changes
WYP 3H, unpredictable
Pride overwhelms me like Vienna
If you have something to say, say it
If you don't know what's going on, fucking find out
What do you say, I love what I do
I don't ponder bad things, sometimes I daydream
Warsaw is outside, it can't be otherwise
Palace of Culture and Central Station
Please leave me alone, if you can
And I can
In the whole country, there's a constant struggle for survival
I absorb news without joy
I know this story well, same as you
CK Kielce, my city and in it
My people, my places, and music
Southern-eastern style and lyrics
Hip-hop in speakers, life and work
Though I often leave here, I always return
Don't ask, never ask why
Because I'm a guest from Kielce, ulica wojska polskiego
This is my city, that's why I value it
I was born here, that's my origin
This is my street and I'm not alone
Indeed, I know many people
Greetings to CK, life flows like a river
Everyone complains, but I don't run away
I stay, I have a reliable setup here
Family Agro style, southern-eastern
Chorus x2
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Komentarze (7):
Maam tak samo jak ty.