[Intro]
Kubi-bi-bi-bi
On the neighborhood

[Verse 1: Szpaku]
It's still the music of riot, ey, It doesn't matter if it's trap or true-school
My brother would be in the squad of Poland, if not the bunch of scammers
If it wasn't the health, If it wasn't those situations
That we have no impact on at all
Therefore don't take it too seriously, fuck sake, the yards are still to know of us
My second brother snorts that stuff at nights, he certainly won't fall asleep now
You're harming yourself, brother, I'm praying for you
You're a kid, my brother, fuck sake
I won't let to lose you, help me God

[Bridge: Szpaku]
Those sixteens are going with their stomach out, guys go out with their 50's
With gas, hunting for bears, why? fuck, you don't want to know
You don't want to know how we live here
Psychiatric hospital, cheap ladies, tell me where's the bottom

[Chorus: Szpaku]
That stuff fucks up head on the neighborhood (on the neighborhood)
That guy lost his teeth on the neighborhood (on the neighborhood)
Knuckle duster, baton, balaclava, pigs are coming to the blocks
(Whore!) You didn't see our path
That stuff fucks up head on the neighborhood (on the neighborhood)
That guy lost his teeth on the neighborhood (on the neighborhood)
Knuckle duster, baton, balaclava, pigs are coming to the blocks
(Whore!) You didn't see our path