Szpaku - W Krainie Czarów [English Translation]

[Intro]

Alice decided that everything is possible

And then she spotted a small glass bottle on the table

- Drink me

- Try it? Oh, no no! It can be poison

Although it does not look like poison at all. (sound of the bottle being opened)



[Chorus]

I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it

In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people

What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?

A land of spells full of colorful cats



[Verse 1]

I with a mustache behind my ear, I just published "BORuto"

I fly with so-called flex, all covered with vodka

I'm wearing very fast shoes, my friend is faster

I say fuck it a bro, he fucked two times

I'm bouncing off

You will not bounce your virgin, you, let's be serious

My Venus, yours again favored Mars

Not your cat's panther Bambi

I left the blocks with my head to live without her

They ask for a photo, I quote Molesta

It was supposed to be a whore, make a transition

Fuck Gucci, I'm flying in a great tracksuit

He asks me if I will buy perfumes

Pato Rabanna chased, from Adrian

You do not get a receipt, but give it

I sputter on the soles, you talk to me, hustler



[Chorus]

I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it

In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people

What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?

A land of spells full of colorful cats (yaaaaaa)



[Verse 2]

Skinny Ed, you haven't see me without a cap

These times like, what I can tell you baby

I wanted money, but I did not want to sit

As Johnny's board will not make a word out of me

As I pushed raps into the ether - they laughed

As I had one sweater - they laughed

And they did not dare laugh, because they dared to laugh

Those fucking fucking today I'm counting hajs

These concerts are like Bohemian Grove (what ?!)

The ritual gives me a sauce

And do not tell me that we will record something I believe

Because honestly, I was the feat of the year, and I want to be a rookie year

(really, fuck you)

This and that's all

I did not take cash for anything, you know how it turned out?

They did not listen to what I think, my beloved hip-hop



[Chorus]

I see a lot of evil, I have no strength to fight it

In my world, cash is a drug, Jamaican heals people

What stamps, cartons? What ashes, chips?

A land of spells full of colorful cats