Białas: Klękaj przed panem (feat. Słoń)

When I was a child, there was a monastery nearby
They had balls, fields, things the poor children want
But only acolytes could play on those fields
And us, children of worse God could only get the fuck out of there
Hypocrites without principles, pedophiles in s-classes
I don't bite my tongue - I don't give a fuck about you all
Family can barely afford any food, and you ask them for donation
When they give you their last pennies, then you'll even have few left over
For what you save? For golden door handles? Ey, ey, ey
Or eminence want a new Audi? Ey, ey, ey
Father of my friend was sick, he was dying and couldn't get out of the bed
In the meantime, drunk priest was fucking his wife

When I'll clap there will be blast
I'm a God in the city of adventure
You don't even know me but
Kneel in front of your master, but
Kneel in front of your master

When I'll clap there will be blast
I'm a God in the city of adventure
You don't even know me but
Kneel in front of your master, but
Kneel in front of your master