[Verse 1: Białas]
I kept coming back in the morning as if I was afraid of the dark
I lost coverage, only bad news was coming
I heard over and over again that I was failing, that I was missing something in their eyes
It was a fucking vacation, how was I supposed to show them class
I paint with my homie HWDP on the wall, fanart
There I had my back and I have water from the finish line to the start
Rarely for me, then I wrote phrases, choruses
And I was doing more for over half of the stage
Although I was fed up with you for punchy battles
To be there, jesters, I didn't use any of thе premade ones
I had no tеars under my eyes, and the colors of war
Like every youtube rapper, sometimes I blow a bubble
And what if I live like the rest, I had such a disorder
And I started to stand out like this until I became a narcissist
And I have as much on my mind as Vin Disel
Because I gave up on a certain bottom, homie

[Chorus: Białas, Natalia Sumpor]
It's been too long
For as long as I remember my type, my task
It was more important than good manners
It's been too long
I tolerated what fate gives me
I directed the reality myself
It's been too long
Uncertainty clutched at us
Make exclamation marks out of question marks
It's been too long
Make exclamation marks from question marks!
[Verse 2: Mielzky]
'04 we pour the bottle with our mouth, we pour the whore
Hit the shovel or your lute, sad and give those two
They will proudly fill a barrel, I am pounding vodka under the strudels
In a box, on a chalet, a notebook, as in life, i.e. in general
Mum takes over the kitchens, I write rhymes about what's at my place
That it can be different, that I will have sex with my friend
I'll go for the can if this goes on
Homies say right, write them the truth
If only it wasn't artificial
Life is easy here for a few fagots
Your family says you like water, son, go earn it and party
Zioma toddler only plays our numbers
I don't want to save my fate at the expense of fucking not being honest
Semper fidelis, hyenas are played by Kalwi and Remi
We just wanted to make a bubble to let them know our territory
It was easier to cut a door handle than to earn money on the lines
But with long work I have built a distance, what matters is distance

[Chorus: Białas, Natalia Sumpor]
It's been too long
For as long as I remember my type, my task
It was more important than good manners
It's been too long
I tolerated what fate gives me
I directed the reality myself
It's been too long
Uncertainty clutched at us
Make exclamation marks out of question marks
It's been too long
Make exclamation marks from question marks!
[Verse 3: Quebonafide]
Are you changing the reality or do you swear that it was hacked?
I was doing my job, I didn't ask, because it's not a Quizwanie
They were calling my brother from my cabin at six in the morning
Life unbelievable, also forgive that fucking amen
I quit studies, jobs, counting hangovers, where's my money
Father returned at night with a scythe in his ribs and HCV
Today I look at these rags that want to give themselves, to take
Hearing in your head: Dad don't come back, Mom will be angry
All this is behind me, now I'm rushing on
Break your neck because it's lucky for
Professional artists for me and my relatives
All I do is an innate instinct, it is within us
Twenty-four years of experience in the smell of this place
He helped me give birth to hope like a midwife
I have a room overlooking the playground and cemetery, so
I see you lighting these candles since Christmas

[Chorus: Natalia Sumpor]
Too long already (x4)
Make exclamation marks from question marks!