Gdzie mój dom? Lyrics (English Translation) – Young Multi

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[Part I]

[Verse]
Crystal-clear tears flow down my face
She’s on her knees so I won’t be sad
“Who’s that?” I ask myself as I look in the mirror
I close my eyes, hoping I won’t wake up tomorrow
Please hold my hand and lead me
Where is home? Where’s my corner? I’m lost in the dungeons
I wanted to go back, but I feel nothing
Ketoprofen in my veins—zero grams of blood
[Chorus]
Where’s my home? Where’s my corner?
Where … Where-Where is my home? Where-Where is my home? (Where-Where-e-e-e?)

[Part II]

[Intro]
Pardon the interruption for this little smoke break
Evil Empire, hahahaha

[Verse 1]

Tell me, why are you asking if I’m okay when I want to get out of here?

Novocaine, novocaine in my blood, get out of my way, I can’t smell anything anymore.
Sold out show, the whole team is going brazy, I mean crazy.
You don’t get swag, because you’re basic hoe, please, shut your mouth.
A cross above me, all in black in Prague – just like Depeche Mode.
Ha, ha, camo jeans, a Vetements jacket over that.
Ha, ha, Rodney Mullen of trap, not Tony Hawk.
Ha, ha, a couple of blocks on me, just like in gamemode.

[Chorus]
(Hahaha)
Big ass chain – silver, not gold.

Marrakech Intense, I smell like that, not Dior (Hahaha)
Big ass chain – silver, not gold.
Marrakech Intense, I smell like that, not Dior (Not Dior)

[Verse 2]
I go into the store, I buy, I don’t ask questions, I don’t look at Tag
Huh, green paper, I do it with my bro like Schedule I.
Your crystals are fake, they cook them in a lab like in Breaking Bad.
She looks at my Balenciaga and her eyes light up like Herobrine.
B!tch, those are Ricki’s on my feet, not Converse, I’m not modest.
If a c*nt tells me he’s fit as a homeless person, then I know he’s good.
You have a Revenge sweatshirt, a Moncler jacket, a fu*king blow taper.
Son of a b!tch don’t give a damn about someone being an NPC, he’s a copy paste.

[Chorus]
(Hahaha)
Big ass chain — silver, not gold
Marrakech Intense, I smell like that, not Dior (Hahaha)
Big ass chain — silver, not gold
Marrakech Intense, I smell like that, not Dior (Not Dior)

[Outro]
Big ass chain
‘Kech Intense
(Papables on the beat)
Big ass chain
‘Ke-‘kech Intense