Bedoes & Lanek: 1998 (mam to we krwi)

Intro:
You respect people for what watches they have
I respect single mothers
I don't drink with VIPs and I don't smoke weed
'Cause I entered the industry from this fucking cage
the same girls I used to love
these are girls today who have no grace
read poetry or go to a museum
and stop sending pictures to boys, baby

Verse 1:
You can afford more, I keep the pressure
although I can afford a Bentley and I can afford a Bentley
a teenager writes to me that my music helped
when he lost his dad on the loop
so I can't fucking let him down
so i don't get high like a fucking shit
and how it pisses you off that I'm vulgar
so say why are you fucking pretending?
I'm proud to be Polish
I don't mind a boyfriend with a boyfriend
and I'm not left or right
it's just that no one should pay for love by crying
listen to the madman
I am a believer and I am praying
and if someone does not believe in God or has a different faith
this is still my * fucking brother!
Chorus:
four types, two gas tubes and gas
just to go to sleep peacefully
there are people in the world who want to kill me
if they come, bro, aim at their face (x2)

Verse 2:
I was scared for half my life, always oppressed by the stronger
at school, in rap, in life
I was always oppressed by the stronger
Grandma told me good will always prevail
they hit me and laughed
Range Rover is full of revenge
I got a call yesterday evening, I lost a friend
he helped me get likes on the number
so that I can play my first support before Tede
so I have in my head who's laughing at me again
if I'm real before that rapper or not
I'm Be to fucking Es
Mateusz, rest in peace in Heaven
I haven't been to Opener
Because, according to the booker, he doesn't respect women
there are women for whom I go to the fire
and there are some that I hate
too honest on the industry
too honest for a box
and this is just the beginning
I'm nine eight and I have

REF:
four types, two gas tubes and gas
just to go to sleep peacefully
there are people in the world who want to kill me
if they come brother aim at their face (x2)

3 zwrotka:
cztery kominiarki na łeb, cztery gramy ganji na łeb
jedni tutaj pchają towar
inni najchętniej by kurwa napadli na sklep
Rolls Royce, Lambo, Bentley, Aston, Gangway
mam to, we krwi, szmato
jestem z bloków, miałem umrzeć na chodniku
sto tysięcy leży luzem na stoliku
rzadko kiedy ktoś tutaj ma dwóch rodziców
to dla tych, którzy stracili nadzieję (x2)

Verse 3:
four balaclavas per head, four grams of ganja per head
some people are pushing the goods here
others would like to fucking raid the store
Rolls Royce, Lambo, Bentley, Aston, Gangway
I've got it in my blood, bitch
I'm from the blocks, I was going to die on the sidewalk
one hundred thousand are lying loose on the table
hardly anyone here has two parents
it's for those who have given up hope (x2)

REF:
four types, two gas tubes and gas
just to go to sleep peacefully
there are people in the world who want to kill me
if they come, brother, aim at their face

four types, two gas tubes and gas
just to go to sleep peacefully
there are people in the world who want to kill me
if they come, bro, aim at their face, aim at their face, aim at their face!

Bridge:
not every priest is a pedophile, not every priest is a pedophile
not every girl is fucking this
and not every Pole is a thief
not everyone will keep their word
and not everyone will say
I'm just a kid, I try to do my own thing and live
what would you do in my place
And you?