Kali: 30 KMH

[Admission]

Kali, Kali
Spotless, spotless
V8T
Ganja Mafia

[Ref ... - Kali]

I'm driving slowly, v8 on legal,
I smashed the record again - this is the only objection,
Salute to good murders, salutes to good murders,
The street respects me because I respect these boys.

I'm driving slowly, V8 on legal,
I'm breaking the bank again, homie don't feel sorry for me
Good killings - salute, good killings - salute,
The street plays in my soul, even if it is legal.

[Verse 1 - Kali]

I have not lived here for a long time, the ghetto will always be my home,
Here is my heart piece, this is where I built my totem
With more than one dude I went down again, another line, another lolek,
Sticky hands, broken code, saw a moment behind the microphone.

Today like Claude Monet (Monet), she wants to look at water lilies,
I know more importantly than coins (for coins), before mature Kali (yhm),
Fuck, homie, how much can you smoke, instead of voraciousness my life is on the line
I still remember my old homies who slept the moment and died during their lifetime
(bang, bang)
Like Nebuchadnezzar, I fly slowly on gray streets
There is no sun here, time passes slowly - like salty drops on the faces (ej)
I am no longer chased by the police, crime and punishment as well as I know it (I know it),
My words, truth not fiction, while I'm hot for this gift (this gift)
I won my life (I want to make a neckpoint?) To make me humble (what is it!)
How a nightmare I don't wander anymore, full of faith, like the Bible and the Torah (that's right!)
As little on top as filthy as Gomorrah,
He sends words to the streets like bullets into the hearts of the Kamorra.

[Ref ... - Kali]

I'm driving slowly, v8 on legal,
I smashed the record again - that's the only objection,
Salute to good murders, salutes to good murders,
The street respects me because I respect these boys.

I'm driving slowly, V8 on legal,
I'm breaking the bank again, homie don't feel sorry for me
Good killings - salute, good killings - salute,
The street plays in my soul, even if it is legal.

[Verse 2 - Kali]

I don't want to respect the spoiled people, hype for new Supreme clothes
I prefer to have the fluff mates behind me, and if you insult them, the hooves are in the mouth!
Cannabis tops don't go to the deal, vocals, drops - I trade it
And the 808, like the blows of Golota, are the greatest flights, I flow like the Nile.

Kid respect the rules (oh respect), I told them they shit no rules (bitches!)
Then they squatted to the sword (bitches!), Like the late Mass,
We live in times where money counts, manic grace does not want naked,
And more than one here beats below the belt and want to fuck you into space, NASA.

This one drives like Connor, and when they ask him it bursts like a condom (cunt!),
Pardon, honor will not return, bald ones now, Sinéad O'Connor,
Such is the folklore here, where to paradise, closer to Campton,
Just over dead bodies to a target like corpo, hmm, that's the truth, murder.

The lotus grows in the swamp, watch me fly and I was at the bottom
Each of us will fall more than once, the trick is to get up and start from scratch (from scratch)
Who would have thought that I had stolen and my house was a cell for years (this is a cell),
Today I live legally homie, I took my dreams from the street.

[Ref ... - Kali]

I'm driving slowly, v8 on legal,
I smashed the record again - this is the only objection,
Salute to good murders, salutes to good murders,
The street respects me because I respect these boys.

I'm driving slowly, V8 on legal,
I'm breaking the bank again, homie don't feel sorry for me
Good killings - salute, good killings - salute,
The street plays in my soul, although it is legal.