W pogoni za marzeniem (feat. ATR MF, Arturo JSP, Profus) - Ciemna Strefa, Oska030 & Pusher

Live! In stereo Yessir! This what I wanna hear my nigga, yeah Yeah yeah You don't even know that's the official word up in the town You heard? Ha ha ha Get that swing, yessir! Get it in man That's the official shit kid, mmhmm Word up, we gon' take it back to the big park 'n shit Yeah, when niggas was rhymin hard and comin crazy Electrifying and vivid, yo I'm like a rabbi, fresh new mag and I'm mad high Stolen black Jag I brag fly, yeah Yo a project thug, political gangster, starving Langston Hughes The Jews want the crib when the God dies I'm deadly, metaphors'll dog you while I'm in the Forbes First 500 niggas who raw live Yo B, the nigga Shallah, he low-key But he O.G., half of his niggas gone or in hidin Federallis'll sneak, police, holdin my old piece Heard the young policeman died 58 carats of glass, the Aston Blueberry black where I keep my ices and knives at One of the force rawest, yo we're British aware Who get money shoot dice in his fortress Mocknecks and stragglers, eightball jackets the hagglers Of the rap game, post up surprise I want that spot, coolin with the Supervillain team All you other playboys is twats Niggas be down for the murder game Run in the church, grab the rifle, put one in a nigga frame I'm thirsty, hungry like a Somalian Polly with them niggas with the waves in they dome like tsunami All we do is get fresh and fuck ma Probably yo' baby ma gave me head in Barney's while I calmly And I got giants in armies While we rock mean colored clothes and don divas Yeah Chef back, some call him Louis Smith Slash Lex Diamond and his chick sell crack We rep bananas, beat this, legend of Stan Smith 700 dollar jeans, keepin your man distance Yeah son, gimme your ear son Yo yo yo, yo yo get the fuck away from the ropes man Doom, the warning signal again Somebody approaches! What matter of creatures are these? There they are again, FIRE! "A gunshot from inside the house, forces a change of plans" "A straightforward entry, has turned into what appears to be" "A barricaded standoff" "POLICE DEPARTMENT! COME TO THE FRONT DOOR!" "Anything you say, cracker" As the funky beat continues.