5 GWIAZDEK

It smells of gasoline, sweat, and victory. The world around me seems to shimmer like pixels, hum, and is constantly on the verge of that fifth level of anxiety. Every step rings out like a gunshot in GTA, when the stars overhead are no longer about the sky, but about status. Those who don't wait for awards live here; they gave themselves a medal and organized their own parade. Everything is noisy, bold, as if the beat is hitting the asphalt and demanding attention. Five stars aren't about luxury, they're about proving you survived when others folded. Mud on the sneakers, smoke in the lungs, but the shoulders are straight. There's a challenge in every word, armor in every laugh. The world doesn't give breaks, but these rhymes exude the confidence of someone who hasn't played the fool in a long time. Only the top tier, only hardcore, only our league. Words: Kosior, Okekel, Młody Kamil Music: Nowicki Production: Astrogxral, Prxnce for. Mix/Master: Pazzy Project Manager: Kamil Kopeć Executive Producer: Hory Specialized Dog Trainer: Chris Ciarkiewicz. Dog: Jed