Prosím
YOO
Pustim to zo seba, bude rage-out
Na srdci mi kazdy kamen spieva ako Riso Müller
Dusa ako Bukowski
Tu avantgardu vo mne reziruje Lilly Wachowski
Zmena miesta mi nevadi
Ani zmena mena nevadi mi
Vadi mi, ked nam to neladi
No vtedy najlepsie to ladi mi
Pochadzam z miesta, co vela mi vzalo
Kriziky na celo aj nad dverami
Asi ma to uz nebavi
Co sa malo stat, sa stalo
A tak spisujem tie posledne verse
Pred tym ako odletim a sam neviem kde
Je to tazke byt tak dlho v hniezde
Aj ked je vonku sneh, ja musim letiet ku hviezdam
A tam napisem ich este asi milion
Do listu, svojim, len dakujem a milujem
Cez prazdniny navstivim orion
Nicoho nebojim a nicoho nelutujem, more
Si skutocny priatel alebo series na tych svojich?
Vsade prazdne keci, vidim jak sa kazdy boji
Je len jedna cesta von a ta je dnu
B, sorry, ak si nepochopil story
Ale nechape ju fakt skoro nikto
A kazdy jeden co vi o com tocim, dusu hoji
Zijem rychlo, umieram pomaly
More fakt to boli, fakt to boli
Kurva fakt to boli
Ale vyhrabem sa z hovien, nech to stoji, co to stoji
Zlatu korunu na hlavu, Jean Basquiat
Tvorivostou svoje slzy zakryvat
Som prach
Niesom real, ale mozme to tak nazyvat
Vsetko sa ti vrati
Preco pod nohami horim?
Pozname to dole kurva, dlho sme tam boli
Pri mne moji good fellas, tych nemenim jak bony
YOO
Pustim to zo seba, bude rage-out
Na srdci mi kazdy kamen spieva ako Riso Müller
Dusa ako Bukowski
Tu avantgardu vo mne reziruje Lilly Wachowski
Zmena miesta mi nevadi
Ani zmena mena nevadi mi
Vadi mi, ked nam to neladi
No vtedy najlepsie to ladi mi
Pochadzam z miesta, co vela mi vzalo
Kriziky na celo aj nad dverami
Asi ma to uz nebavi
Co sa malo stat, sa stalo
A tak spisujem tie posledne verse
Pred tym ako odletim a sam neviem kde
Je to tazke byt tak dlho v hniezde
Aj ked je vonku sneh, ja musim letiet ku hviezdam
A tam napisem ich este asi milion
Do listu, svojim, len dakujem a milujem
Cez prazdniny navstivim orion
Nicoho nebojim a nicoho nelutujem, more
Si skutocny priatel alebo series na tych svojich?
Vsade prazdne keci, vidim jak sa kazdy boji
Je len jedna cesta von a ta je dnu
B, sorry, ak si nepochopil story
Ale nechape ju fakt skoro nikto
A kazdy jeden co vi o com tocim, dusu hoji
Zijem rychlo, umieram pomaly
More fakt to boli, fakt to boli
Kurva fakt to boli
Ale vyhrabem sa z hovien, nech to stoji, co to stoji
Zlatu korunu na hlavu, Jean Basquiat
Tvorivostou svoje slzy zakryvat
Som prach
Niesom real, ale mozme to tak nazyvat
Vsetko sa ti vrati
Preco pod nohami horim?
Pozname to dole kurva, dlho sme tam boli
Pri mne moji good fellas, tych nemenim jak bony
YOO
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Writer(s): Stanislav Kubica
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