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[Technikolorysta]

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[Sivestro]

Jerome - For Kasia

"Your hair is like radishes swimming in honey, I think about it every day
A butt so big you could play handball on it
A beautiful face like an angel
Toenails like canoe oars
Blue eyes so big and scared
Beautiful tits, perfect material for my wife"

[marmolad_k2]

Yo mutherfuckers, you stupid cocksuckers
You fucking bitches, you two madasses
Poznań, Jeżyce, you stupid pricks
You stupid bitches, you priests and bourgeois
Poznań, Poznań, Grunwald and Jeżyce
Are two most fucked up districts
If you come here, you stupid prick
Then you must know, that here they're not fucking kidding
Liroy, Liroy, this fucking mutherfucka
He can hop on my scoobie doobie snack
And his pathetic fucking Kielcan gang
Can go look for shit in Poznanian dumpsters

Tekst pochodzi z https://www.tekstowo.pl/piosenka,nagly_ ... liroy.html

Dodano po 52 sekundach:
Zmieniłbym Poznań na Meetcity, a Jeżyce na Hedgehington.

[oldschool]

You laughed at sick Pjus, you fucker.
A beautiful man of a caliber you can never reach.
This is for Pjus, I'll destroy you on G-funk.
Because he would have liked it, you would have married a shank
For that alone; I juggle topics here, not a ball.
Fifty-year-olds on bikes in cool clothes
None of them have children, only water flows from their dicks
The only friends, so it's time to whisper to them
This is not a cool crew, but a cult around a dziwak
Resistance is embarrassing, I don't belong to this group
Because the leader will sell you for a plate of soup
Shackled? Maybe shackled, but into music
Maybe I'll destroy these outdoor venues in the summer and indoor venues in February
For now, I'm bringing only cute girls to the square
If I decide it's too small, I'll come and take yours
(WOOF!) Relax, it's just a song
But is the armor already shat on? Shat on wynik?
Shat on wynik? !

[niuhniuh]

Zajebiste tłumaczenia użytkownicy.

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Assault on Mediocrity
Should've Been a Chav
Ugly Truth Strictly
Adalbert Falcon
Synthetic Mafia
The Hood's Last Scream
Slavic Equinox
Prince AKA Slumillionaire
Respect of Da Street People
Bogdan's Firstborn
Afraid of Alarms
Swiss Army Knife

[oldschool]

I go out into the streets pissed off, broke.
I move to unknown areas.
Maybe I'll make some money there, I don't need much.
Because money destroys bridges and tempts.
Unknown areas, I go there as if the tailor knew me, roulette.
The 90s were crazy, and now street rap is a 10-shot
If you're a loser, you'll be afraid
If not, keep your head up
If not the street, your family will raise you
It's old school
Listen, the boy grew up on the street
And he strives for a happy ending
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.
I pray every night, and that's how it will stay.
Every day I visit unknown areas, unknown areas.

Btw zwrotka Pomidora po angielsku to normalnie by na nikim wrażenia nie zrobiła, jakby ją nawinął jakiś Jeru The Damaja czy inny Big Shug u Pei na feat.

[marmolad_k2]

And now check out what my man Radoskór is up to, yeah!
No one thought about what comes later
A golden twenty, a wreck with Furgot
Drunk publishers in a Peugeot
Through the city like in a plane
And it could have been our last flight
Or also a damn trouble
But everything ended well
Lucky the car wasn't crashed
That would have hurt me painfully
But no one thought about it earlier
Because tell me, damn, what's the point
Of a drunk in a beautiful city by night

[Burak]

Criminal threats? You pick words like a snitch.
You want me locked up? That’s some sucker talk.

Dick good only for pissing, dog’s tail end.


You ain’t a man, never had a woman.
With yours, I’d fake an orgasm then spit on her back.

[marmolad_k2]

See Eldoka on chill
Here you have in front of you my thought unleashed
Ready to fight like Lobo and like CopRobo I clear the city of... (flrt) with an empty head
So see how chilled Eldo is going, the whole world is falling to its knees before me?
See, Eldo is trying all the time, well, because the Defenders of the Title will destroy anyone who fiddles with an empty head
I'll destroy everyone, you'll see, Eldo will clean the city of those who are not nicest, but worst
They're lying on the floor, see, Eldo will destroy, he'll go over them like just like a steamroller
I will destroy, leave you to the vultures
Eldo Prezidento!
See, just like in Cuba Fidel Castro I will never end, because I will turn on the microphone all the time, no one will cut it off from me
See, Eldoka, so see, now check here, in the program the band of Erdo and Red
So see, on the freestyle it never ends, and Eldo salutes everyone, peace yo
(Whoa)

[niuhniuh]

I cover the lid, I put a stone on it

Dobra, lecimy ale tak, żeby się mniej więcej rymowało:

This goes to all rock solid crews
Anti-cop shit, don't kill the truth
Don't get confused, the slope's steep
Waiting for clouds to get cleared
Well - let rap culture's shit drown on it
I cover the lid, I put a stone on it
I'm going away, yo break it, one two
Y'all hear me? That's cool
Word is bond, that's life
Hemp Gru presents: this is it, kid
That's how I feel, peace out

Dodano po 41 sekundach:

Criminal threats? You pick words like a snitch.
You want me locked up? That’s some sucker talk.

Ej, kozak jakby coś tam dalej było z rymami ABAB

[marmolad_k2]

The wolf on the microphone is mind-boggling.
Don't mess with the lames.
There's no time for bullshit, I don't want to talk nonsense.
If you don't like it, turn it off when you're making a gesture.
You won't be able to cross them all out anyway.
I have to summarize, listen to the first part.
Hemp Gru, news straight from the street.
Me and my homies, no one worse, no one better.
I'm here to bring you the truth.
Police scum is the biggest enemy.
A hard head and clenched fists.
I release my instincts when the atmosphere gets thick.

[Burak]

Ej, kozak jakby coś tam dalej było z rymami ABAB

Criminal threats? You’re talking like a snitch.
You want me in a cell? That’s talk from a bitch.

[Technikolorysta]

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[Burak]

My tulip seas bow low before the blowing breeze
Your world’s moths defend the ethos of old barricades with ease
My tulip seas uncork a thunder’s detonations
But I draw near (doublefold) deflowering your sensations

[phobos]

Ej, kozak jakby coś tam dalej było z rymami ABAB

Criminal threats? You’re talking like a snitch.
You want me in a cell? That’s talk from a bitch.

take a dick into your ticker, you're a dog, one that's been thrown out
whose heart has more rooms than a public house

nie było rymu do kundel z brothel ani public house xD z pikawą też ciężary@Bolo

[Burak]

I gotta lock in on the finance, the bitches already mine
You can call me Daquan
You can hate it, but I’m touring the throats of your girlfriends
Young G, Doctor Traphouse, colleague in the science of fuckery


Around me, fake dogs sell themselves in installments, like busted Fiats,
How am I supposed to feel, when my own brother’s behind bars?

[phobos]

hehe, facedude, facedude

[Burak]

Yo, first off, nobody knows you in the Mensa, clown
Second, you already took a loss in this flesh now
Third, you’re fucked up heavy in your own town
’Cause to me, it’s killers giving props, not boys around…


Pussies, pussies, pussies — I’m sore from all the fucking, got muscle aches.

I was at my homie’s funeral yesterday,
She calls me up like, fuck, ‘How you doin’, babe?’
What the hell am I supposed to say, what can I reply?
Colon asterisk, with these dark rings under my eyes.

[2do5]

[Schemer Artist; Trickster Artist; Crafty Artist]

riding the edge in deep trouble
this is my chamber, anger surrounds me
logical thinking is the base of the block’s essence
a shitload of good intentions, life lessons

[marmolad_k2]

Standard action, vacation in Fatherland
At 2 PM in front of the theater on a pusher
It was summer, I took my first bottle
Every third of those guys is a desperado today
I kept my cool and hung out with that gang
The first devil was like a joint – it was made outdoors
And not in bed, but fuck the cut
I have no sorrows, although I've had plenty of fuckups
Over the years, I've fucked the shit out of cattle
I've seen gas, I've been punched in the face more than once