Unstoppable - Youngbez, PORCHY, Nizoł

Tu na północnym wschodzie nie ma stój

Gniotę przeszkodę chuj w dupe szui

Robie swoje a gnoje mogą jedynie przełknąć ból w ślinie

I pozamykać ryje

Z moich linijek płynie gatka szczera

Nielegalny sprzęt, sztynks dla konesera

Wychowany na błędach to moja domena

Pamiętaj że popełniam je od urodzenia

Tak jak nadzieja jest ze mną na pewno

Wiare w niebo obudzi kobietom piękno

Rzuci jak ściewo byś wiedział czym piekło

Świadom że będą iść własną legendą

Wszystkim mendą wychodź na przeciw

Swoim talentom daj czas do rozwoju

Kiedyś będą słuchały twe dzieci

Powieści o ojcu co nie robił przestoju

Caught you out the Benz, it’s time to rob a man

Therefore, I got love for her, i just

I see these weak niggers talking, running off their mouth

I’m going to box my G, yes, like a half anounce

Killers, He’s about to get the food in large amounts

I connect the dots so I don’t see a drought

I’m here to get the P, that’s what I’m all about, and if you’re

Talking what you’re talking, why you talking loud?

To all my Gs who never snitched, talked it out

Hold your head up high nigger, you can walk proud

I’m going to rain on these bitches, I’m a dark cloud

My dog’s bite, you just bark loud

Don’t throw bricks in a glass house

I smoke piff with a chick in a whip, it's darked out

I got the best off the chef, make them pass out.

Yo

Jestem jak internet nie wyłączysz mnie

Minęło 10 lat ja dalej w grze

Gorący jak lawa aż cały wrze

Jestem jak szarańcza nie zatrzymasz mnie

Monster 2 to mój syn psychopata

Jest jak wściekły pies co bez obroży lata

Jego ojciec to jest crazy motherfucker

Pociął sobie ryj i powiesił się na hakach

Jestem skurwysynem ale każdy już to wie

Wjeżdzam do klatki i rozpierdalam cię

Hejt prosto w oczy przypruć boisz się

Moim stylem, rymem rozpierdalam cię

To jest WagWan Production nie zatrzymasz tej maszyny

Jesteśmy niezależni, tak jak nasze rymy

To jest WagWan Production nie zatrzymasz tej maszyny

Jesteśmy niezależni, tak jak nasze rymy

I’m not who you think I am, no

I’m a nuclear explosion, this is Vietnam

I’m a mutant and I’m something you won’t understand

I’m a Trojan, it’s a no man, and I conquer like a roman, but

I’m not who you think I am, I never was, forever does whatever for my fam

Heisenberg with an explosive crystal on my hand

Trying to rob me for my bread, then you’ll get shot down

Leave your ears bleeding when I touch

Mike Tyson with my punch-lines hypen as the drum-lines off the speakers

They keep asking for more because they only heard the features

I got these rappers threatened like they cold and caught a fever

Zagaza

Lyrical, yes, unpredictable, quick and so, hold the best of both

I’ve got a hybrid flow

Superhero retro so these anchors shouldn’t get involved

Ultra-real, my music, these other rappers is silicon

That’s right.

Rappers under a semitone because his standards are low

Getting paid for fucking and ducking, call me the gigolo

Giggle slow, you won’t be laughing.

Last, present, in the future

Who you think you’re getting past bitch?

You can’t stop us

Nie wyciszysz tego rapa

To jest Monster 2 wraz z Syndykat Szajka

Nie do zatrzymania te nagrania mają moc

Bo to prawdziwy hardkor to najprawdziwsze zło wprost

Wciąż zachodzę w głowe czy ktokolwiek ci wyjaśni

Nie ma bata na Polaka, napad emigracji

tych z wakacji

Kradł rurki z przymusu rozmaita droga

Twarz swą wtrące do luksusu

Jasno postawiony cel

Tyle szans ile odwagi

A że piłka dalej w grze

Lecę serią jak karabin

Nawiń najlepiej jak potrafisz

A jak nie to się zawijaj

Na szali skopani złapali brytyjski klimat

Nie do zatrzymania fala napierdala

Możesz pomarzyć żeby robić taki stuff

Patrza, patrz, wytęż słuch

Buch, dla relaksu

Użyj wyobraźni nie zatrzymasz tego rapu

Hey, yo.

The black eye force

That’s who

I’m back despite what you guys thought

Nine, four, dinner-bell, I’mma string a bell

Man, I shine my picture perfect like world

Option weighed, I’m going to need a bigger scale

What?

If I’m a dick, then what the fuck is this in your girl?

A naughty kid, it’s just one of my babysitter’s tells

Think I’ll fuck the game and ask you how my middle finger smells

Yeah, some shade and sticky weed

Got my whole squad balling like a cricket team

Fuck the media

Let me tell the vision but it’s clear that you don’t read enough

I’m like, 'Fuck a book' Read your character already

I don’t need another look.

Nah

I’ve seen enough

Extraterrestrial, baby, I’m screaming, 'Beam me up'

Only babe I’m pressing is all the way from Essex

Because she’s got to be real enough

TBH, me and my team be great

Hustling to get money and we don’t care if we bait

Snitches, we will cremate

Come out when it’s dark out just so you don’t see face

My dogs are on a heat wave

I’m not talking about sunny days

I’m talking more like a punch in the face

I guess we’re just stuck in our ways.

Probably, we’ll never change

Believe I’m not Mr.

Right.

No.

I’m no

Touch my family, pick up, I’ll shoot, I’ll pull the trigger and I’ll let go

Ducking from the 5−0, stay hidden from the sirens

Heavyweight, don’t need lipo, plus silent

Shells will be the last thing you see before they reach your dome

Real, So, everybody better know DPMO

If you act up, things may just get nasty, especially if my dogs be on that

Yeah.

Baggy jeans with gloves and a masked face

Family come first, no, it’ll never come in last place

Każdy się tu ściga jak jebani politycy

Każdy walczy o lepsze życie żeby być na szczycie

Każdy szuka lepszej pracy nie myśli o reszcie

Oblicza straty, zyski szuka szczęcia w internecie

Ledwo uczy się życia

Kiwa się jak źreba

Gubisz ciepło życia

Którego nikt ci nie sprzeda

Potrzebujesz tego ciepła jak na klatce śpiący biedak

Po chuj zerkasz kto ma lepiej weź się za swoje

Nie ma że jesteś z bogatego domu gnojek

Masz inny tok myślenia, to wszystko zmienia

Zawsze zarabiałem na siebie od młodego szczyla

Trzeba mieć bakcyla, za lepsze jutro walić dyla

Dla ciebie game over ty już kończysz gierkę

Możesz zdjąć z gir podrabianą new erke

Ja wiem kto jest kim

Jeden ma klamre

Ja trafnie obserwuje to wiem co jest grane bro

There is no halt here in the Northeast

I'm squeezing the obstacle, shit in the ass

I'm doing my job and the bastards can only swallow the pain in the saliva

And close the snouts

There is an honest jacket flowing from my lines

Illegal equipment, a staple for the connoisseur

Raised on mistakes is my domain

Remember that I have been committing them from birth

As hope is with me for sure

Believing in heaven will awaken beauty to women

He will throw it like a trick so you would know what the hell

Being aware that they will follow their own legend

Go out to meet all your minds

Give your talents time to develop

Someday they will listen to your children

Novels about his father who did not stop

Caught you out the Benz, it’s time to rob a man

Therefore, I got love for her, i just

I see these weak niggers talking, running off their mouth

I’m going to box my G, yes, like a half anounce

Killers, He’s about to get the food in large amounts

I connect the dots so I don’t see a drought

I'm here to get the P, that's what I'm all about, and if you're

Talking what you’re talking, why you talking loud?

To all my Gs who never snitched, talked it out

Hold your head up high nigger, you can walk proud

I'm going to rain on these bitches, I'm a dark cloud

My dog's bite, you just bark loud

Don’t throw bricks in a glass house

I smoke piff with a chick in a whip, it's darked out

I got the best off the chef, make them pass out.

Yo

I'm like the internet, you won't turn me off

10 years have passed and I am still in the game

Hot as lava until it boils all over

I'm like a locust you won't stop me

Monster 2 is my psychopath son

He's like a rabid dog that flies without a collar

His father is crazy motherfucker

He cut his snout and hung himself from the hooks

I'm a motherfucker but everyone knows it already

I climb into the cage and fuck you

Hejt poison your eyes straight, you're afraid

With my style, I rhyme to fuck you up

This is WagWan Production, you won't stop this machine

We are independent, as are our rhymes

This is WagWan Production, you won't stop this machine

We are independent, as are our rhymes

I am not who you think I am, no

I'm a nuclear explosion, this is Vietnam

I’m a mutant and I’m something you won’t understand

I’m a Trojan, it’s a no man, and I conquer like a roman, but

I’m not who you think I am, I never was, forever does whatever for my fam

Heisenberg with an explosive crystal on my hand

Trying to rob me for my bread, then you’ll get shot down

Leave your ears bleeding when I touch

Mike Tyson with my punch-lines hypen as the drum-lines off the speakers

They keep asking for more because they only heard the features

I got these rappers threatened like they cold and caught a fever

Zagaza

Lyrical, yes, unpredictable, quick and so, hold the best of both

I’ve got a hybrid flow

Superhero retro so these anchors shouldn’t get involved

Ultra-real, my music, these other rappers is silicon

That’s right.

Rappers under a semitone because his standards are low

Getting paid for fucking and ducking, call me the gigolo

Giggle slow, you won't be laughing.

Last, present, in the future

Who you think you're getting past bitch?

You can’t stop us

You won't mute this rap

This is Monster 2 along with the Szajka Syndicate

These recordings have unstoppable power

Because it's a real hardcore, it's the real evil outright

Still wondering if anyone can explain to you

There is no whip on a Pole, an emigration attack

those from vacation

He had been stealing pipes by force in various ways

Its face throws into luxury

A clear goal

As many chances as courage

And that the ball is still in the game

I am flying in series like a rifle

Wind up as best you can

And if not, wrap yourself up

At the scales, they caught the British atmosphere

The unstoppable wave is driving the fuck away

You can dream to do such stuff

Look, look, strain your hearing

Poke, for relaxation

Use your imagination you won't stop this rap

Hey, yo.

The black eye force

That’s who

I'm back despite what you guys thought

Nine, four, dinner-bell, I’mma string a bell

Man, I shine my picture perfect like world

Option weighed, I’m going to need a bigger scale

What?

If I’m a dick, then what the fuck is this in your girl?

A naughty kid, it’s just one of my babysitter’s tells

Think I’ll fuck the game and ask you how my middle finger smells

Yeah, some shade and sticky weed

Got my whole squad balling like a cricket team

Fuck the media

Let me tell the vision but it’s clear that you don’t read enough

I’m like, 'Fuck a book' Read your character already

I don’t need another look.

Nah

I've seen enough

Extraterrestrial, baby, I’m screaming, 'Beam me up'

Only babe I’m pressing is all the way from Essex

Because she's got to be real enough

TBH, me and my team be great

Hustling to get money and we don’t care if we bait

Snitches, we will cremate

Come out when it’s dark out just so you don’t see face

My dogs are on a heat wave

I'm not talking about sunny days

I’m talking more like a punch in the face

I guess we’re just stuck in our ways.

Probably, we'll never change

Believe I'm not Mr.

Right.

Yeah.

I'm no

Touch my family, pick up, I'm shoot, I'll pull the trigger and I'll let go

Ducking from the 5−0, stay hidden from the sirens

Heavyweight, don’t need lipo, plus silent

Shells will be the last thing you see before they reach your dome

Real, So, everybody better know DPMO

If you act up, things may just get nasty, especially if my dogs be on that

Yeah.

Baggy jeans with gloves and a masked face

Family come first, no, it's never come in last place

Everyone here is racing like fucking politicians

Everyone is fighting for a better life to be at the top

Everyone is looking for a better job, they don't think about the rest

Calculates losses, gains seeks happiness on the Internet

She barely learns to live

He sways like a pupil

You lose the warmth of life

Which no one will sell to you

You need that warmth like a poor sleeping man on a cage

For the fuck you look who has better get yours

It's not that you're from a rich house, bastard

You have a different way of thinking, it changes everything

I've always earned myself money from a young pisser

You have to be hooked, beat the deal for a better tomorrow

For you, game over, you are already finishing the game

You can take the fake new erke off the gir

I know who is who

One has a buckle

I observe it accurately, I know what is going on