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You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
You can be a king or even a queen
And when you drink Bommerlunder you're on the scene
You see, get
You are full of shit
You are a no good rotten bum
You are a good for nothing scalawag
You bring me damaging disharmony in my life
By cussing at me
Jesteśmy jak duże dzieci
Tworzymy zabawek tłum
Aż z ręki cos nam wyleci
Coś spadnie i zrobi: bum!
Szybując nad horyzontem
W obszary nieznane nam
Nie
zostaniesz wtedy sam jak palec
Dostałeś palec, chciałeś odgryźć całą rękę?
Ty kurwo! Szukasz podziałów by kosić grubą pęgę
NIE MA CHUJA! Jest jeden hip hop,
Zacznij się kontrolować
Pełną gębą chcesz żyć
Jak wszystkiego chcesz spróbować
Musisz miejsce zachować, by nie żałować brat
No to wypić od tak, gdy
mam miękkie nogi ledwo stoję
Bum! Cios za cios oko za oko luz
W końcu je pokonam bo mierzę wysoko
I potrzebne mi ja ta żmija co kąsa tak słodko
Ale ja
wypadkach
I to że nie zobaczysz tego w faktach
Bum zamknięty w taktach
Przeciw propagandzie z telewizji gazet radia
Kłamstwa już podchodzą mi do gardła
know I'd prob'ly feel the same
Your friends all hate me too, but that's okay
'Cause you keep hangin' on
And they keep callin' me a bum
And everybody
mind
You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
I could be a king or even a queen
And when you
saw some bums urinating
Then I felt my teeth growing through my gums, irritating
The hell out of me, but it couldn't match my hunger pains
So I
own it, I own it
I own it, I own it
I own it, I own it
Live by the words of a wise man
Who said don't go falling in love
So as much as I can I
Who's the bum cuzzin' along in your hi-fi
Stackin' do hittin' the bong, it's the Swing Fly
Teddybear sound is the bomb and you know why
None
by Night Achi, willkommen auf dem Maskenball
Maskhara, keiner malt hier mit Wasserfarben
Kids hantieren mit Butterfly, schneiden Sticks und machen
own it, I own it
I own it, I own it
I own it, I own it
Live by the words of a wise man
Who said don't go falling in love
So as much as I can I
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out.
I told my brother, don't you ask me for no favors,
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
I don't care a lot about stuff and things,
Really preservation isn't easy,
Just sit by another slides
Right past unnoticed yeah
There were no
And no little bitches get by me, cause I check ID,
Kindly, step away from the cock if you ain't got the jist to freak/
Gimme your heiney - it'll fit -
Well, I'm rumbling in this JCB
I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant, sitting beside me
And engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we're singing
si baby doll get in my carucha, u've heard about me and they told u to be trucha.
Otra vez como la ves da same story, a rumor started by a girl
Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB
I'm 5 years old and my dad's giant sitting beside me
And the engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we're
holy..
I'm a drrty rokka!
A straight way-rokka!
I am scum, I'm a bum, I'm a white trash - motherfukker!
I'm a drrty rokka!
Your men's cokk blokker!
can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got
And by now you should know you don't stop til you drop
I got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles
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