Mati Lyrics (English Translation) – Szpaku, Deemz

Read the full Mati (English Translation) lyrics by Szpaku and Deemz along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Szpaku's music, you can also explore Nemo and 1000 kobiet, two other songs by Szpaku.

[Verse 1]
The best in Poland, I wrote this story at the bottom
Everything on one card, I had nothing except my mic
After "Cerberus" I recorded about thirty feats
In half a year, but I took most of them, bull
I fu*ked up a few tracks, today they're just leaks
This isn't work, although I live from it and for music
Because nothing else matters to me
This is true love, I'll tell you everything, honey
Eryk, you could have cut off the labels and shown your balls then
Hip hop is not Tik Tok, I hope you'll get it someday
You only know who you're talking about on the tracks with your friends
You can only guess, that's the difference between me and you

[Transition]
I didn't close GUGU, I just took it in my hands
You have a tattooed logo, know that you carry my heart
This is for fanatics who rap for me verses
I only compete with the top, I feel like Pepsi

[Verse 2]
I haven't lifted a few things in my life, I've fu*ked up, fu*k, even more
I'm so fu*ked up I do stupid things, but never in my head to hurt children
Two machetes like Leonardo, if I hadn't backed down, I would have been in jail a long time ago
Yo, hardcore has always played in my soul
All covered in sauce like pizza, not flour like a c*nt
Street life, without it our music means nothing
When I drop by with my crew, the security asks if we're going to be polite
I'm wild, don't expect anything from the beast
I live with a few b!tches around
Boom, boom, boom, I always listen to my heart
Small city life, I make smoke from a bucket
She gets hit by a puff that makes her take off her make-up
That herb didn't hit her in the head, it just carried her away
Everybody didn't care if it was indica or sativa
Everybody knows it's my year, and this EP is stamp
Mati coke, because she burns down the estate
I always had weed in my hand, I felt like Sudowoodo
808 demons And I had to cut off heads
It was hard to record a track back then that wasn't sadness
But even in tears I would tear up the best ass
Na-, na-, even with long hair I'll look like a scumbag
Because you won't make a poodle out of the estate's Dobermans
I only played to make someone proud of me
Forever and ever Simba, this is for the concrete jungle