Kamil Bednarek: Jestem (sobą) feat. Staff

This is me
I'm walking through this world boldly
Fuck people with dirty imaginations.
It's me.
I fight with hatred and fake
Suspended between heaven and earth.
Yes it's you, lost in yourself for a long time,
You don't know which side of your life is correct.
Good or bad, surrounded by hopelessness,
Being yourself is your last hope.
The last hope, the last hope.
The last hope, the last hope.

Check out what's going on when we hit the city
Staff in the foreground as a debuting actor plays
In a dream theater like Chicarito
Your opinion about how my step is hanging over me
Me with the crew that eats their flow like a burrito
They come in with criticism? I am immune as
Alright hush, watch me play Staff
A handful of people behind me who bark like an amstaff
The whole truth on cards, sawmills and fights
It's a brand, plus a brand that thrills like in the Tatra Mountains
It comes in like on a Warka vacation
Believe me it flows like a barge
On the shoulders of Budneiki
Such a dose has not hit the mainstream for a long time
You can hear the commotion in the cages
You can be sure our gang is karma given in mp3
Which helps to overwhelm and screw up the infamous
Braga brings the listener to this
Not only Warsaw will put together like a lego
It is a concern, because how do you tell your friends?
That it is an underground brigade from Opole Silesia

This is me
I'm walking through this world boldly
Fuck people with dirty imaginations.
It's me.
I fight with hatred and fake
Suspended between heaven and earth.
Yes it's you, lost in yourself for a long time,
You don't know which side of your life is correct.
Good or bad, surrounded by hopelessness,
Being yourself is your last hope.
The last hope, the last hope.
Last hope, last hope.

Who knows me
He knows that I am myself
Staff pats my thighs
It doesn't hit soda just like that
Each track is 100% dirty truth
I have it in my genes
I know what fear is
Often people themselves are afraid
Because they have a boring life and they screw up with mine
I'm fed up with bastards
Will not move sideways like a monkey,
I'm asking who gave you all the right to do a raid
Rhyme tne like katana
You have no chance
Each pan flammable like ethanol,
I'm putting you amok
This talk is played
You score like Rocky Marciano at your niuni
A beat like DJ Shadow
Even with Obama, I would not be pale
This, I have all clear play in the coil
Change from like this, the chances are slim
I'm cold as ice
As M.O.P unchanging rap shakes me and
It lets my heart live, it lets my heart beat.
I know myself enough to know that I don't know anything about myself.
I was who I was, I am who I am, I will become whoever I want.
A I was who I was, I am who I am, I will become whoever I want.
It is not Got Talent, I have faith, I am glad that I have remained myself to myself