Kaz Bałagane: Prosciutto crudo | GARAŻ

Bitch, I'm the new Nas
Show me who has better discography
I don't take sleep pills
She's jumping for me
Fucked out of the sea like Kraken
The first rap crown in Poland
He stays in Warsaw
I was 13 when I got my first hit
I didn't know it could give me a dolce vita
It's okay, because I'm late for the barbecue

Mordo where are you

It doesn't log in to the area here
Sauce is waiting here
not at all or thick
I play like a trombone
I knew what I want in life
as I stood under the chest
I'm a legend like Buffon
Like Prosciutto Crudo

I wrap it around her ears and thigh
I am the method here yougo
You wanted to come out here
But the kutos came out
You were supposed to leave here
But it turned out silly
I'm the last hope for this rap bitch


The last king
The last one was going
I do what I have to and
I fry these hits like bread
I play her cp like a flute
Like what?
I play her cp like a flute
I do what I have to and
I play her cp like a flute
Like what?
I play her cp like a flute


Mr. kodblojker
I can barely see here
You are drifting on the surface
Kindly fucking wait until I want to give you the leftovers
Don't push yourself * boy
It's not that prestige
You may not like
You'll be singing the lyrics anyway

The steak is frying already
It is this Romnesko cauliflower
The appetizer is here
A colleague is calling about the tests