BEZ LOKALIZACJI Lyrics English Translation by Drużyna 2115
I step into the studio, feeling that herb, it pricks my lungs,
Like chlorine by the pool, it stings, noxious in the air.
I take that substance to the stage, inquire her nickname,
But she feigns ignorance, like she’s from another hemisphere.
KRZ is no longer just the underground, where shadows dwell,
Now you can only be my silhouette, the shade I cast.
I’ve got the gear within my pants to engage, to compel,
Throw her straight ahead, no hesitations, be steadfast.
Throw it straight ahead, hey, I don’t get their conversation, hey,
I don’t give a **** like Tede, unflinching, brazen face.
Today, I chase dreams with the whole gang, no disarray,
It’s none of your concern, just focus on your space.
I’m cooking sauce as if I stroll with a pot in a hallway,
You **** will be left wasted, gone without a trace.
I once had an idol, who let me down, I must confess,
I trusted these folks, but now it’s time to stop and reassess.
I don’t stress on stage anymore, I did more on September’s test,
Once I dropped a track, they all ignored, but now I leave them less.
I used to love a girl, she broke up via Messenger, it’s absurd,
**** wanted to harm me, but now I only hear applause, unheard.
I can’t believe I hear that, but I’ve got combos for such birds,
Like Testo, I’ll ride their backs, call me a cowboy, the herd.
My name’s not Mateusz, but she wants to play the trumpet, the word.
On my neck, a chain, symbolizing domination, pride,
Four phones, all with no location to hide.
I won’t end up in the hands of those whores, don’t slide,
Don’t give a **** about everything, I take paper for a white tee, don’t chide.
I’m sweet like candy, but *****, I ruin teeth, so be wise,
You’ve been ****** up from overdosing on speed, no disguise.
Life is my ink, my notebook full, behold my prize,
I can extinguish you with rhyme, like cigarettes, no ties.
I’ve spent too long under the block, where shadows rise,
I’ve stood still for too long, but now in the studio, I’m wise.
Maybe tomorrow, the purse won’t be empty, it applies,
There’ll be talk about it, **** it, reach for the skies.
I’m not stupid, learning isn’t in my head, it’s not my tune,
My buddy’s in debt, girls have him swooning, his cocoon.
You spend on her, do her shopping, like a buffoon,
Even if she gave head, you’re still in the same festoon.
Even if I wear a dress, you can’t eclipse the moon,
I care for family, you care about your image, like a cartoon.
I always defend my people, even if I face a monsoon,
It’s no ****** shame, I was born this way, a boon.
On my neck, a chain, symbolizing domination, our claim,
Four phones, all with no location to blame.
I won’t end up in the hands of those whores, avoid the same,
Don’t give a **** about everything, I take paper for a white tee, it’s not a game.
This is trap ****, the rhythm, the groove,
I sidestep the snares, in my Nikes, I move.
She’s gazing at me like paparazzi, it behooves,
Show me what you’ve got before you enter, make your move.
That’s the game, Bango wins, the gang wins, improve,
Afro on my head, and I have a plan in my groove.
The brain is in operation, like Alcatraz, approve,
I’ve been, and will be a baller, the world to prove.
Once they equated me with zero, it’s in the archive,
Flow full of holes, like cheese, they couldn’t derive.
Now they’re quiet, ’cause I’m rolling in, the vibe,
On a beret, I’m strolling, like the tides, let’s survive.
She’s talking nonsense about you again
I’ve had enough; I don’t want to hear your words anymore
I didn’t want to play, but this is a game without my guy
They know me in the city, but the whole world will know
My people are with me; your people will leave
Say what you want, hey, say what you want, hey
Even so, I will always leave triumphantly
Bango is with us; the studio turns into a gang
Wallet turns into an exchange office
The bench has turned into a vision, the vision has turned into business
BDG in Bangkok
Rest in peace L’A Capone, I feel like Beddy Soprano again
When the police ask what we’re doing here, I say it’s a swamp
I want a chain like Rafał Bruski; don’t talk to me, broski
She’s always smooth, but I’m not afraid of the jungle, like Warwick
And I throw my ulti at them; I feel like Multi
Honest opinion, your tunes are crap
Anyway, I’d say more, but sorry, Twitch administration