Od nás - Gleb

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Osem hodín večer, uptown Koliba

Skáčem do vozidla

Nastavujem ekvalizér na super bass

Čo bolo, to bolo, čo bolo, to bolo

Poďme o tom napísať text

Kým ty počítaš views, ja mám view na celé mesto

V ktorom som porobil tak veľa zverstva

Že by 20 albumov ani náhodou

Na tie všetky blbé príbehy nemohlo stačiť

Keby som dnes vedel vrátiť čas späť

Tak sa radšej hrám v detskej na počítači

Lebo young G zažil v mladom veku

Na každom bratislavskom fleku fakt veľa sračiek

Čo bolo, to bolo, čo bolo, to bolo, fuck that

Vďaka tomu som dnes tým, kým som

Back to the Lavička Pimpin bro

Na majku som prezident, Bill Clinton

Moja crew dáva pull up na felícii

Reflexné bundy a dioptrie

Stanica ZOO, teenagerské depky

Debilné rána na CPZtke

Flaša Gorbačov bola moja wifey

A blbá opica bola moja side-chick

Čo bolo, to bolo, čo bolo, to bolo (hmm)

Big Boy Gleb je za to vďačný

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Zažili sme vonku veľa zla

No taká je hra, z repráku hrá

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

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Zažili sme vonku veľa zla

No taká je hra, z repráku hrá

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I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

Som pimp a king, freak a dick

Nemám čas rozmýšľať nad tým, kým chcem byť

Som počítačový geek aj rodinný typ

Introvert, extrovert, party shit

Žijem tri životy súčasne

A dúfam že sa medzi sebou nikdy nestretnú

Som na cestách nonstop

Predo mnou hotspot

V jednej ruke hotdog a v druhej RedBull

Som všetko možné ale nie teamový hráč

O to viac si vážim ľudí so mnou na cestách

Vďaka vám som kľudný keď počúvam bubny

A píšem svoje autobiografické bars

Hejtuješ ma, bro som s tým OK

Viem veľmi dobre ako funguje tvoj mozog

Za roky v hudbe sa zo mňa stal psychológ

Sadni na môj gauč, man, nemáš zač

Prvá hodina je free, povedz že som sráč

Vyventiluj sa na mne, venuj mi svoj čas

Vyventiluj sa na mne, povedz že som cock

I don’t give a fuck, wigga what

Čakám na deň, kedy ma začne zaujímať

To, čo zaujíma ľudí okolo mňa

Všetci ste prízemní, púšťam Illmatic

Vyletím na hlavnú keď je v mojom meste tma

Môj album je moderná literatúra

Rap je hudba ulíc ale nemusíš byť buran

A vchádzame na obedy, tam, kde nemajú byť

Iba pre to, aby ti to ako tak vyšlo na beat

Neviem kto si ty, no ja som Big Boy Gleb

Cash me outside, how about that?

Opäť sa ma pýtajú na moju novú vec

Čo je to za žáner — GAUČ A BASS

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Tento shit je supa dupa fly

Celá budova crankuje na

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Zažili sme vonku veľa zla

No taká je hra, z repráku hrá

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

Zažili sme vonku veľa zla

No taká je hra, z repráku hrá

Garážový sound od nás

Nechaj ma robiť môj job

Hold up, máme toho viac

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I’m the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

Eight o'clock in the evening, uptown Koliba

I jump into the car

I set the equalizer to super bass

What was, was, what was, was

Let's write a text about it

While you are counting views, I have a view of the whole city

In which I have done so much atrocity

That 20 albums wouldn't happen by chance

It couldn't be enough for all those stupid stories

If I could turn back time today

So I prefer to play in the children's room on the computer

Because young G experienced at a young age

There's a lot of shit on every spot in Bratislava

What was, that was, what was, that was, fuck that

It makes me who I am today

Back to the Bench Pimpin bro

On my mother's side, I am the president, Bill Clinton

My crew is doing pull ups on Felicia

Reflective jackets and diopters

Station ZOO, teenage depky

Stupid morning on the CPZtka

Flaša Gorbachev was my wifey

And the stupid monkey was my side-chick

What was, was, what was, was (hmm)

Big Boy Gleb is grateful for that

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

We experienced a lot of evil outside

Well, that's the game, it plays from the speaker

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

We experienced a lot of evil outside

Well, that's the game, it plays from the speaker

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

I'm a pimp and a king, a freak and a dick

I don't have time to think about who I want to be

I'm both a computer geek and a family guy

Introvert, extrovert, party shit

I live three lives at the same time

And I hope they never meet each other

I'm on the road non-stop

Hotspot in front of me

A hotdog in one hand and a RedBull in the other

I am everything possible but not a team player

I appreciate the people with me on my travels all the more

Thanks to you, I'm calm when I listen to the drums

And I write my autobiographical bars

You hate me, bro, I'm OK with that

I know very well how your brain works

Over the years in music, I became a psychologist

Sit on my couch, man, you're welcome

The first hour is free, tell me I'm a piece of shit

Vent on me, give me your time

Vent on me, say I'm a cock

I don't give a fuck, wigga what

I'm waiting for the day when I start to care

What interests people around me

You're all down to earth, I'm playing Illmatic

I fly to the main when it's dark in my city

My album is modern literature

Rap is street music, but you don't have to be rowdy

And we go in for lunch, where they shouldn't be

Just to make it work for you anyway

I don't know who you are, but I'm Big Boy Gleb

Cash me outside, how about that?

They ask me again about my new thing

What genre is it — COUCH AND BASS

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

This shit is a vulture ass fly

The whole building cranks on

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

We experienced a lot of evil outside

Well, that's the game, it plays from the speaker

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

We experienced a lot of evil outside

Well, that's the game, it plays from the speaker

Garage sound from us

Let me do my job

Hold up, we have more

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

I spent time in the game

I'm the artist, but hardcore

My science for pain

Kept my mind on fame