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Description
The black taxi, smelling of old Wunderbaum and cigarettes, is like a separate character in this story. The music blaring from the speakers jumps from Kendrick to Eminem, and the voices of the friendly company sing along to lines that, even without the lyrics on the screen, have long been burned into their memory.
Alcohol flows “for tomorrow,” not “for mistakes,” and there is something touchingly right about that: let the morning bring a headache, but the night brings a feeling of life. Tired eyes, laughter, strange taxi driver playlists, and the warm feeling that you are surrounded by your own kind - the very people with whom you would not be afraid to steal horses.
In the end, a simple formula remains: a little chaos, a little rap, and a lot of authenticity - just enough to make you want to say “zdrówko” again.
Music: Sylvester
Album: MAMA, SOY ARTIST
Mixing and mastering: Mokebe
Lyrics and translation
Original
Oh, czarna taksówa podjeżdża
Czuć pety i stary Wunderbaum
Nie gadam za wiele, bo za mną jest gruby underground
Rok w rok - pracuję, by nie nazywać tego cudem jak Mesjasz
Rok w rok - miksuję, eksperymentuje i mieszam, oh
Jeszcze się nie nauczyłem, by po urodzinach wracać jako pierwszy
Byle eventy niechętny, ale pamiętam termin koleżki
Yo, zdrówko
Pijemy za jutro
A nie za błędy, może już późno, a my zmieleni
Leci Kendrick, potem Jay-Z, "Twerk" i Eminem, ty
Lecę teksty, które znam dziś
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
Zostali sami slim, odpłynęli shady
Odpłynęli shady
Zdrówko
Pijemy za jutro
A nie za błędy, może już późno, a my zmieleni
Leci Kendrick, potem Jay-Z, "Twerk" i Eminem, ty
Lecę teksty, które znam dziś
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
Często nie wychodzę, ale gdy wychodzę
Zawsze moje harpagany ze mną
Kradłem z nimi konie, jadłem z nimi z jednej beki codzień
Dla nich wzniosę też szkło
Słaba bania, ale nie pierdol, polej
I dolej tej coli też
Za tę grupę niech mnie jutro boli łeb, ale dziś
Czuję się za saucy, więc
Shots on me
Ten ostatni to był błąd, homie
Złap ubera, nie zapomnę przelać kiedy wrócę
Brak BLIK w motoroli
Taksiarz puszcza jakieś country road, take me home
Chuj w to, mamy parę starych CD, put it on
Zrób parę rundek 'round the city
A tej nocy zwiedzimy mój dom (więc jedź!)
Parę minut, drugi dech, good to be back, już luźno
Ready set klinów, zero popity i tak poppin' it z tyłu taksy
Panowie, zdrówko!
Pijemy za jutro
A nie za błędy, może już późno, a my zmieleni
Leci Kendrick, potem Jay-Z, "Twerk" i Eminem, ty
Lecę teksty, które znam dziś
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
Zostali sami slim, odpłynęli shady
Odpłynęli shady
Zdrówko
Pijemy za jutro
A nie za błędy, może już późno, a my zmieleni
Leci Kendrick, potem Jay-Z, "Twerk" i Eminem, ty
Lecę teksty, które znam dziś
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
English translation
Oh, a black taxi is coming
You can smell the pets and the old Wunderbaum
I don't talk much because there's a thick underground behind me
Year after year - I work not to call it a miracle like the Messiah
Year after year - I mix, experiment and mix, oh
I haven't learned yet to be the first one back after my birthday
I'm not keen on any events, but I remember the date, my friend
Yo, cheers
We drink for tomorrow
And not for mistakes, maybe it's already late and we're grounded
Kendrick comes on, then Jay-Z, "Twerk" and Eminem, you
Here are the lyrics I know today
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
The slim ones were left alone, the shads swam away
The shad swam away
Cheers
We drink for tomorrow
And not for mistakes, maybe it's already late and we're grounded
Kendrick comes on, then Jay-Z, "Twerk" and Eminem, you
Here are the lyrics I know today
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
I don't go out often, but when I go out
Always my harpagans with me
I stole horses with them and ate out of the same barrel with them every day
I will also raise a glass for them
It's a weak pot, but don't give a damn, pour it on
And pour in that Coke too
Let my head hurt tomorrow for this group, but today
I feel for saucy, so
Shots on me
That last one was a mistake, man
Grab an Uber, I'll remember to transfer money when I get back
No BLIK in Motorola
The taxi driver plays country road, take me home
Fuck it, we have some old CDs, put it on
Do a few rounds around the city
And tonight we'll tour my house (so go!)
A few minutes, second breath, good to be back, it's easy
Ready set of wedges, no drinking and yes, poppin' it in the back of the taxi
Gentlemen, cheers!
We drink for tomorrow
And not for mistakes, maybe it's already late and we're grounded
Kendrick comes on, then Jay-Z, "Twerk" and Eminem, you
Here are the lyrics I know today
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
The slim ones were left alone, the shads swam away
The shad swam away
Cheers
We drink for tomorrow
And not for mistakes, maybe it's already late and we're grounded
Kendrick comes on, then Jay-Z, "Twerk" and Eminem, you
Here are the lyrics I know today
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"
"Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous"