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Cabriolets

I like cabriolets, an expensive car but I pour in cheap diesel
I go 'vroom, vroom' my lady screams 'oh my!'
Tequila, sex, marijuana, all cheap pleasures
But in summer my head can't think of anything specific
Too bad, that's just my fetish
Too bad, that's my appetite
When I was seventeen I would smoke grams and sachets
Not so much recently, but the vibe is the same as back then
Open your wallet check if you have enough for cigarettes
Two, three, eight, aw, sadly not enough
My people are like Martens boots
Your people are like velcro Nike
I see them when I go to parties in Warsaw
I used to be trapped at house by satanic verses
I have to wake up early because my schedule is full
But you won't find out about it from some cheap newspaper, no
 
I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving
 
I mix half vodka and half soda in a cup
A drink that I will cure with black coffee in the morning
Igi calls me, paparazzi caught us again - sucks
Us with the squad, thank God they blurred our faces
They chase us in a cavalcade
I wear a tracksuit, they want to catch me wearing some Balenciaga
They write, zoom in, and stare at my flaws
But they won't write about how me and my friend sold out a stadium
July's buses behind the window
159 cruises through the city here
I think about how I used to ride it to my highschool
I feel moved thinking about it when I'm hungover
I like when ice gets crushed a lot
I like people, I like loud, I hate silence
I like certain things, I don't like predicting
I want to progress through my road, I don't like hesitating
Everyone who has to know, knows it well, I don't have to say it
If you're not my friend I don't have to like you
I have to buy real estate, not vodka
I don't get into car crashes anymore like doctor Lubicz
This isn't 'Playing Manly' boy, it's not corporate music
Not minivans but oldschool Volvo cruisin'
If you're listening to this in a car then drive slowly, cousin
Rest in peace, young Leh, may your soul rest in peace
 
I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving
 
I think I'll make a third verse again, and then fourth, you know
I like nights that end in consternation, you know
When I get fined and when they steal my wallet, so
I'm sad that I haven't been punched in my face in a long time
I like when bottles break in a club
When alcoholics babble to each other sadly
I like, I like when various walls break in people
Fat-slim clouds above Warsaw are forecasting a fight
Tottenham didn't win, I'm pouring myself a lot of vodka
I smoke a blunt, I take a sip, pour another round
But this existence would be much emptier without sadness
I've seen a lot in my life but never a bitch in the mirror
I wake up half past five, Gucci Mane wakes me up
I feel like Bruce Wayne but I don't wake her up
Rock you, rock you like a hurricane
Studio day today
Wait, wait for me with rum, I'll be late babe
 
I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving (Shhh)
 
Fifi is making progress, beating records as if they owed me money
I'll find my way silently, I won't ask, and won't get lost
When I shave, the media cries after my damned mustache
Water after a drink, and only then a drink again
I am Bonaparte, and she's my Josephine
My rocket out of your league
With my rocket I play Rocket League
I drink wine at Saint-Gilles, call me Saint-Philippe
Mobb Deep is playing, I'm reading Moby Dick
A$AP Rocky with Moby is playing, I'm making another hit
They say 'street' and 'homies' but it's just sesame street
 
I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving
 
I want a cabriolet in my garage, not a maluch
I work for it on my own
I do cardio like Paluch
I don't despise anybody, I keep my guard up
I scream my head off for fans
I pick up a very expensive glass
I check my bank balance the next day
I have some expensive furniture, a few new paintings
But still the same faces around me, for years the same friends
At school friendships were more important to me
I can tell you that right away
Because I didn't care about the atomic number of potassium
In a country where people hate their own neighbors
'Helping disabled people, with my fucking tax money?
There's no way!
I keep feeling worried about young Poles
The only way out is to kill yourself or run away to the east
Or maybe not, because you're too afraid of Arabs
Of faggots, of enemies and your own neighbors
Hanging nooses on necks next to expensive ties
The only way left is to drink, cheers to my brothers
Cheers
To liquor shops, to empty bottles
and full delivery rooms
Cheers (Dawid Podsiadło)
To government elections
To old promises, disguised as new
Cheers (Kizo)
To colorful magazines, to cheep beer
To scratch cards, and drawing games
To psychotropics and crisis brides
Cheap motels, condoms, and divorce papers
Cheers (Ras)
To cheap fruit vodkas
To gullible bosses and sick leaves
Cheers (schafter)
To the growing ozone holes
Free parking and cars
Cheers (Pezet)
To flowers from a gas station
For valentines, anniversaries, and women's day
Cheers (Rosalie.)
I finish and let the postcard go
Best wishes, yours Fifi, a common man
Cheers
 


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Melancholy





Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
A bright magic
full of wonder
was this minute of infatuation
 

But the heart is cold
when dreams have died
And the darkness tremble
Every word feels trite
We were together
Meant to be
Now I walk alone
with my melancholy
 

Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
A bright magic
full of wonder
was this minute of infatuation
 

But the heart is cold
when dreams have died
And the darkness tremble
Every word feels trite
We were together
Meant to be
Now I walk alone
with my melancholy
 

Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
 


16.03.2025

M-Control





From now on, you are my servant.
From now on, you are mine.
 

Imitate me.
Do as you're told.
Make yourself comfortable.
So that the cracks in your broken heart will be less noticeable.
 

From now on, you are my servant.
From now on, you are my servant.
From now on you will be my servant
From now on you are my servant
From now on, you are mine.
 

Imitate me.
Just let it all out.
At least let it out so I can forget.
I wish for you to be able to move on from your brokenness.
May we be able to look forward together forever.
 

I'll keep on fooling you. Keep on being fooled?
 


16.03.2025

The Chains





You're too unique,
you're too free
and I don't want you to escape
without ever returning.
 

I put chains on you
and you'll be a prisoner,
you'll never be able
to escape me.
 

I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no, yeah!
 

You have wings too strong,
you're with me, there I have you!
You're looking for too many beaches
but with you I won't take a risk.
 

I put chains on you
and you'll be a prisoner,
you'll never be able
to escape me.
 

I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, yeah!
 

~~~~~
 

I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no,
you won't leave, no
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, yeah!
No, no, no...
 


16.03.2025

Delivery Mental Health





Y-ko...a delicatessen worker. She has a single-minded personality. She is a big fan of a certain S band.
Ami...company employee. Likes the same band as Ako.
 

Yuko: '...aren't you happy?'
Ami: 'How are you?'
Yuko: 'I'm happy.'
Ami: 'You're full of lies!'
Yuko: 'Are you looking down on me?'
Ami, 'Are you just opening up?'
Yuko. 'Are you happy?'
Ami: 'I don't know.'
 

Is it useless to try to understand differences in values?
 

Yuko: 'My happiness is all... money. Otoko receives the body...and I give up my heart.'
 

hi deli×3+delivery
Happiness and values
money×4+funny
Dependent.
so very×4+nice
Can happiness be bought?
funny×4+money
Depends on oneself
 

■Ami: 'That's your point, isn't it? I won't sell my body. Even if I could buy anything, I'm sure my body would get dirty.'
Yuko: 'You're just laying it all out there. How dare you sleep with my boyfriend and say 'good morning' to me with a smile on your face?'
 

hi deli×4+bady
Yuko: 'Do what you want with your body.'
money+funny×4
Y-ko 'Kokoro wa nai.'
so very×4+bad
Ami: 'Which is the cleanest?'
funny+money×4
Ami: 'It's justified.'
 

Yuko: '...aren't you happy?'
Ami: 'How about you?'
Yuko: 'I'm happy.'
Ami: 'You're full of lies!'
Yuko: 'Are you looking down on me?'
Ami, 'Are you just opening up?'
Yuko. 'Are you happy?'
Ami: 'I don't know.'
 

Stress outlet and dependency
As long as you have enough money, you can be happy.
The whispered words... angel or devil?
It's you who decides, even the true meaning of happiness
 

hi deli×3+delicate
The end of happiness
funny×∞
Procrastination
so very×4+cute
Did you buy happiness?
money×∞
Depends on my mood
 

I am happy.'