| A little shade will grow into a tree
| A little shade will grow into a tree
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| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
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| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
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| You are but a thought in your maker’s eyes
| You are but a thought in your maker's eyes
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| And I may not always believe
| And I may not always believe
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| But you’re nothing short of a miracle
| But you're nothing short of a miracle
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| My bloudíme tmou v ruce žezlo
| We wander through the darkness, scepter in hand
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| Každej je král, ale bez koruny
| Everyone is a king, but without a crown
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| Hledá to světlo
| It's looking for the light
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| Čekáme na zázrak, je nám to jedno
| We're waiting for a miracle, we don't care
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| Ale zatím ani náznak kde nahmatat stéblo
| But so far not even a hint of where to feel the straw
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| Bloudim pro světlo, jako Sherlock
| I wander for the light, like Sherlock
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| Sám skrz peklo, vám je to jedno
| Alone through hell, you don't care
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| Ale já sám s mou flow
| But me alone with my flow
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| Dál jdu dál tou tmou pro svůj soud
| Onward I go through the darkness for my trial
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| Skrz snůšku lží tady v tý game
| Through the pack of lies here in that game
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| Samej křivej rozhodčí a pravej důvod žít
| Be the crooked judge and be the true reason to live
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| Hledaj všichni, odpovědi v Bibli jsou jenom berle pro smysly
| Search everyone, the answers in the Bible are just crutches for the senses
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| Chci, abys vylít ven, aby tě protlo světlo ryzích změn
| I want you to pour out so that the light of pure change washes over you
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| Věříš na zázraky, já ve sny, přetavim ty náznaky
| You believe in miracles, I believe in dreams, I turn those hints into reality
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| Přes nástrahy doby, zatínám skoby vejš
| Despite the pitfalls of time, I clamp the staples in
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| Abych stoupal, dřel si o nebe face
| To climb, I rubbed my face against the sky
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| V kleci jak v MMA, už nechci bejt
| In a cage like in MMA, I don't want to be anymore
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| Je čas bejt dál svůj, porcovat ten stejk
| It's time to be yourself, slice that steak
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| A je čas dát vám víc než křivý slovo, mříže a ubohej výslech
| And it's time to give you more than a perjured word, bars and a pitiful interrogation
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| Mý rapy krvácej, když do nich řízneš, ale já budu vítěz | My raps bleed when you cut them but I'll be the winner |
| Vůle a mega mil furt v dáli
| Will and mega miles still in the distance
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| Hrotim ty plátna jak Dálí
| I sharpen those canvases like Dáli
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| A furt mi to pálí
| And it still hurts
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| Co ti dali bozi
| What did the gods give you?
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| Postávání ve frontě pro iluzi
| Queuing for an illusion
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| Život není furt, jak by jsme si přáli
| Life is not always as we would like it to be
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| Ale věřim, že když chceš, tak jdou lámat skály
| But I believe that if you want them to break rocks
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| Na hlavě kápi a kápo a kámo zahoď myšlenky na K. O
| Hoods and hoods on your head, and dude, drop your thoughts on K.O
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| A little shade will grow into a tree
| A little shade will grow into a tree
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| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
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| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
|
| You are but a thought in your maker’s eyes
| You are but a thought in your maker's eyes
|
| And I may not always believe
| And I may not always believe
|
| But you’re nothing short of a miracle
| But you're nothing short of a miracle
|
| My bloudíme tmou v ruce žezlo
| We wander through the darkness, scepter in hand
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| Každej je král, ale bez koruny
| Everyone is a king, but without a crown
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| Hledá to světlo
| It's looking for the light
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| Čekáme na zázrak, je nám to jedno
| We're waiting for a miracle, we don't care
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| Ale zatim ani náznak, kde nahmatat stéblo
| But then not even a hint where to feel the straw
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| Bloudim pro světlo, jako Sherlock
| I wander for the light, like Sherlock
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| Sám skrz peklo
| Alone through hell
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| Okey tak mi teď podej Glock
| Okay, now hand me the Glock
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| Ať ten výstřel slov slyší celej blok
| Let the whole block hear that blast of words
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| Biela huba, čierna hudba, temná duša
| White mushroom, black music, dark soul
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| Stena predo mnou, môj svet sa rúca
| The wall in front of me, my world is collapsing
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| Keď nemám nové rýmy je to pena v ústach, pena v ústach
| When I don't have new colds it's foaming at the mouth, foaming at the mouth
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| Drtím klávesnicu shot v plúcach, bang bang sound v ušiach
| I crush the keyboard shot in my lungs, bang bang sound in my ears
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| Ruky na hrdle svojho avatara zázrak
| Hands on your avatar's throat wonder
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| Dusím toho hajzla, moja práca | I'm suffocating the bastard, my job |
| Moja hlava proti múru serem na dav
| My head against the wall cheese on the crowd
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| Nemáš gule pokiaľ budeš robiť to čo čaká
| You don't have the balls to do what's expected
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| Som hradba, posledná bašta
| I am the wall, the last bastion
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| Proti impotencií čo šíri masa
| Against the impotence that spreads the flesh
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| Mierim, letím k zemi jak granát
| I aim, I fly to the ground like a grenade
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| S.U.P.A Kenny Rough, Garand
| S.U.P.A Kenny Rough, Garand
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| Plagát nad posteľou, zázrak na tvárach
| A poster above the bed, a miracle on the faces
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| Keď plávam cez beat nasraná krása
| As I swim through the beat pissing beauty
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| Rollujem stone, poľujem vysoká tráva
| I roll stone, hunt tall grass
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| Potichu čakám na moment triafam
| I am quietly waiting for the triafam moment
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| Sťahujem s kože vraciam sa z lovu
| I'm taking off my skin, coming back from hunting
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| Číham kým príde ďalšia šanca
| I'm waiting for the next chance
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| Hľadám, niečo viac ako len blabla
| I'm looking for something more than just gibberish
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| Svoju dieru v plote cez ňu prejdem
| I'll put my hole in the fence through it
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| Jebem dvere, zadný dvor na ňom
| Fuck the door, the backyard on it
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| Som boh svojho sveta
| I am the god of my world
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| A little shade will grow into a tree
| A little shade will grow into a tree
|
| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
| Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps
|
| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
| Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?
|
| You are but a thought in your maker’s eyes
| You are but a thought in your maker's eyes
|
| And I may not always believe
| And I may not always believe
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| But you’re nothing short of a miracle | But you're nothing short of a miracle |