Such a fate, I know it, you don't choose your family
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Character, peace of mind, fuck stress
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Backyard, friends, a source of learning
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No math, stick three tenners to someone
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Something will stick to it, smoke, chase ballet, go to drugs
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They know the dogs by name, that's why they want to cash
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You'd better put something aside so that it's on the lists
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You never know when, you're in your cell
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Interrogation, silence I don't know, I refuse to explain
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What do they want, after all, it's not me, that's clear
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On a black night in a dark cage, the executioner in a balaclava
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It's a traitor to steal dreams, it's terrible for lames
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Brave deeds, people appreciate them
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In order for there to be something to complain about, something to smoke, you have to have fun
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I thought about it for a long time, legally and not with juma
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Slowly go change these habits
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits
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Traitors steal dreams, life goes on
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits
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Traitors steal dreams, life goes on |
I know it, life throws a hard beat
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Bad luck flies in tango, good luck my gang
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Certain jargon, in Warsaw, because my home is here
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I know the smell of skunk here, and this muse thanks to blunts
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Bajlando, bajlando of furious tabun ballets
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Eternal weekends and carols sharper than a harpoon
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Today, guest lyrics for the next album
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Because I keep with the good ones, and when it burns, I blend in with the crowd in no time
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Swept away by a typhoon, Pharisee vile
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I know it, fuck all the whores who failed
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It was to refuse to testify, not to say a prayer now
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Where are the times when an informer hung on a fir branch
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We play underground for the beat, I have a goal, I occupy the cockpit
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I know it, I'm flying with a message, you don't know, you can bounce
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To be someone and be yourself, greetings from behind the bars
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ZDR, underground style, TPS, Kowal, Mousety
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits
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Traitors steal dreams, life goes on
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits |
Traitors steal dreams, life goes on
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In the heat of battle, I sometimes get wounded
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I know the feeling of victory, courage and defeat
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All situations only teach me one thing
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When hot, be careful, because they're halting, buddy
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Respect the hand, respect the people, respect yourself
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To be in need, I know it, I'm counting on you too
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Balaclavas, headphones, jacks, cellars
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Where necessary, always keep a secret in your heart
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I know these surroundings like my habits
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This is not my whim, but rather a style of thinking
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I know it, sorority sealed message
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We love beautiful ladies and a bit of madness
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Everything is for time, fate fate
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As you make your bed, so shall you sleep, I am glad of it
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Now the system is healthy, as normal as possible
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At work, I fulfill myself in a purely legal way
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits
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Traitors steal dreams, life goes on
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I know it, I've been there, I'm here
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I do what's right with what they fuck me out of my ear
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I know it, the street, its habits
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Traitors steal dreams, life goes on |