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To nie czas (ENGLISH TRANSLATION)
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O.S.T.R.
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This is not the time to reflect on decisions, forgive me Each of us would like to gain, get off the ground Above the roof, all the places with hope and desires In order for the world to finally live, he turned this muck into theater Mom, I'm lost, handcuffs, door with no handles Tell me what the ice cream dogs are for "Pff, you're f**ked," said one of them I'd rather be f**ked and shut your mouth, doggy And in the mouth - one blow, the second, the third, the fourth Although I have no hands free, I will not spit myself Still to the floor, a back punch on the kidney I wish I could see the face, only cotton in the snout Motherf**ker, you are lucky that sheet metal protects you today When we meet in the city, you will mention this attack again One pulled out a gun and aimed it at the brain Saying to me: "hey clown, you want to live it without quarrels" f**king whore, I think "is this how mom is supposed to be?" Before I look you in the eye, I have to kill this amok Instead of dreaming that caviar would decorate our table I don't want to be a victim of f**king dogs It is freedom for risk, risk for freedom Mom, you know that I wanted to take care of my family and you My children's dreams, I will not feed them with bread But the muck on the soil, I have a dog over me again Well, I think we got there, since he got up He took the gun, aimed it at the shoulder - "You're coming with me" "f**k for sure" didn't sound like a pleasure Well, once more, there are no objections And absolute power, this is what the virus is all about I think - figure out how to get out of the situation What to say, how to lie to live with what I have today You can feel the drama when you look at the development of events here I beg you to kill again, don't let me Lord They pulled me out of the car and put me on my back They opened the door with their heads, they poured me again so I wouldn't get up Bruised ribs make it hard for me to breathe Don't let me stop, let mom get up It is freedom for risk, risk for freedom We're in, "hehe, you probably know what's gonna happen" I think - wpierdol plus wpierdol, goal - interrogation With recognition, the stone sows panic on the heart Good though the pain made my facial expressions curvature You won't recognize fear from me, even if you want to It's all that swollen snout and blood f**k the pain, f**k the stress, I'm not gonna tell them Suddenly I hear - "get him, let him out, he's not the f**king man" As the state hears Nikodem R. happiness did not leave him even in a hopeless situation, after a mistake of our law enforcement agencies, he was apologized and released. We suspect that it was then that Nikodem realized that his appearance was anonymous and that only stolen doc*ments and a plate could pose a threat to him, so he decides to get rid of this evidence. Unfortunately, what you will hear next are only our assumptions, but very likely)
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