[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm a young Stańczyk, a suspicious individual
I see tough cases, not the fucking bottom of a glass
This is how jesters ride when they not letting go of passion
The neglected narcissist
So brilliantly open and useful to rap industry
Bitch I don't get asthma
You bite those lips, but get down and don't tease
We do not tear the tissue, but make tracks
So indifferently important
I write verses and epigrams about people
They are broken from the start, long dead inside
Like a mantra, they repеat empty slogans of their party
Becausе of this, I stay on guard, politics destroys facts
Not so nasty serious, but perfectly accurate

[Bridge]
This is young Stańczyk, Stańczyk
Young Stańczyk, Stańczyk (Uh)
Young Stanczyk, Stańczyk
Young Stanczyk, Stańczyk (Yo)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a young Stanczyk, a suspicious individual
I see tough cases, not the fucking bottom of a glass
This is how jesters ride when they don't let go of their belts
The neglected narcissist
Bitch it's a young Stanczyk
A little older today
This is young Stańczyk
He had already seen it
Bitch it's a young Stanczyk
Who's dancing with the devil
This is young Stańczyk
[Verse 2]
He doesn't manipulate words like a boss
Your deals are a fucking bluff
I don't give a fuck how you earn your bread
You talk about passion but you don't know it
This whole country is a fucking pigsty
They keep serving us freaky nonsense
I just wait for it all to fuck up
Because of the motherfuckers putting their hand on your life and your cunt
I will buy hangers because I always hang something
I don't work because I'm a critic
So give me money, I'll count it (Yeah, yeah)
Razzle-dazzle
Who am I going to mute today
When you have money, you always have problems

[Bridge]
Lousy chain no words
A weak pain reliever
Plain shit for groupies
Because it's a pigsty
Weak text on two
Hide your face for cops
I hear appeal, I'm playing rebel , I feel angry
Lousy chain no words
A weak pain reliever
Plain shit for groupies
Because it's a pigsty
Weak text on two
Hide your face for cops
I hear that I will start rebel mode, I feel angry
[Verse 3]
My pissed off will never end
On the body, I convert inches into scars
He regrets rash decisions
Which makes me romantic
Sometimes it's gut instinct
When the world don't allows me to freak
Us for them, these are just numbers
Well I don't know why you're so silent (Yeah)
Well I don't know why you're so silent man (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Qui-et, Qui-et
Yeah, Yeah

[Outro]
I drive it myself in verses
You got kicked in your face from first floor
They want to tear it apart, spit it crosswise
And no messiah came by today
Babe this creep, you say goodbye to them
Flap command board you sleep
Farce, another light thought - fuck them
I drive it myself in verses
You got kicked in your face from first floor
They want to tear it apart, spit it crosswise
This creep talking without sense, you say goodbye to them
Cage, police department, plank, you sleep
Farce, another light thought
Fuck PiS (Peace)