KUBAŃCZYK: LADY PANK 2

(Okayaaa) Okay, Yo , here's a Kubańczyq mug
A boy who could dance with fans many a night
Now, less often bulls
You know it's a melange
What should I explain - you grow up, your plans change
The biggest troublemakers are successful today
Head, a million thoughts
If I don't save, I won't fall asleep
Less often tags on the walls
And breakdance on cardboard boxes
The culture is still changing
Always respect old school!
I'm riding a cart through the city
Nearby, a homie shouts at the crossing
Kubuś, the tile has already been bought
Recently there was supposed to be an arrest, dogs are fierce in Stargard
There used to be no funds, now a fine at an ATM
So much for the topic
When they ask about the topic, you don't know where you got it from
When they ask about a topic, you run away too slowly
Better not to ask - I think you get crazy

I was alone in the car
And I wrote a hit
How was Lady Pank coming out
I hung the receipt
Several years had to pass to be straight
This is my American Dream, American Dream
I was alone in the car
And I wrote a hit
How was Lady Pank coming out
I hung the receipt
Several years had to pass to be straight
This is my American Dream, American Dream

The first rule, it always helps
How's my brother's birthday
I send him this from a thousand
When a colleague has a problem, the crowd is already flying
If you want, good moonshine is in your neighbor's basement
From a young age, everyone here rhymes
90 bpm, Braga is on freestyle
The composition does not change anything, and the years pass here
Black beta is passing the blocks, Chada is playing on the speakers
Jade with Ola for an Audi
Jade is a homie called Mietek
We have a hundred in 3 seconds
And towards the city center
These are beautiful years
They remind me here in every verse
This is the first studio, tutorials, newspaper mixes
It was hard to rip waves on the phone because of their weight
I was not supposed to have much to say in this music
Fuck your permission rap

I was alone in the car
And I wrote a hit
How was Lady Pank coming out
I hung the receipt
Several years had to pass to be straight
This is my American Dream, American Dream
I was alone in the car
And I wrote a hit
How was Lady Pank coming out
I hung the receipt
Several years had to pass to be straight
This is my American Dream, American Dream

I was alone in the car
Lady Pank was playing on the radio
Somewhere in the field, I'm smoking
In the night of shooting stars
I've cleared the whole world
Time has changed priorities
Hajs was bringing good grass
Beta I traveled the world