More songs by Młody West
Description
It's funny how easily the streets of Europe become the backdrop for the good old story of “rose from the mud - and now everything shines.” It's not about morality or modesty - it's about the vibe, where every bill smells like sweat but looks like style. A little chaos, a little prayer, and a whole suitcase of self-respect on a zipper. You can hear the fatigue in the rhythm, but with that same sparkle in the eyes when you finally made it - without protection, without “connections,” just through perseverance and courage. The balance between the street and “balance” is shaky but beautiful, like the reflection of neon signs in puddles after the rain.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Rick Owens, ERD, hmm (ha, ha, ha)
Jedna noc w Berlinie, góra dwie, hmm, huh (never)
B-B-B, B-Balenci' (B-B-B, B)
Wyszedłem z bagna, mam wszystko Balenci' (whau) (Ba-Balenci')
Znowu w duchu - Patrick Swayze (skrr)
Moja gadka polska, hasz jest czeski (hasz jest czeski, yeah)
Trochu polsku, trochu czeski (huh)
Mój chain jest frosty, w torbie sto tysięcy (sto tysięcy)
Jestem crazy, crazy, crazy, nie bierz dragów, zmiotą z planszy (whau)
Ciągnę bankroll jak Husky, mam nadgarstek z Alaski (yeah)
Zarobiłem trochę pengi przed wybiciem 18-tki (whau)
Moje suki są sexy, a te felgi to 20-stki (uua, e-e, e-e)
Ah, gdzieś w tropikach, znów na jetski, ha
Dzwon - Alleluja, e, nie dotykam kreski (nie)
Pierdolę kolor niebieski, świeżo po procesji (huh)
Fashion week, a te suki chcą do Tesli (chcą do Tesli, yeah)
Zbyt prawdziwy, dla podwórek, nie dla ESKI (nie dla ESKI, nie)
Znów wsiadam do S-ki, mam kieliszki w niej, bez presji (w niej, bez presji)
Ciągle w swojej linii, ah, dalej bez koneksji (bez koneksji, yeah)
Nie chcę ich co-signów, dalej underground dzień pierwszy (ha)
Prawdziwy goat, go, go (go-go, go-go)
Nie zamierzam ratować jej sobą (o nie)
Robię co chcę, powiedz bogom (powiedz bogom)
Zarobiłem 50 koła wstając lewą nogą (amen)
Rick Owens, ERD, hmm (ha, ha, ha)
Jedna noc w Berlinie, góra dwie, hmm, huh (never)
B-B-B, B-Balenci' (B-B-B, B)
Wyszedłem z bagna, mam wszystko Balenci' (whau) (Ba-Balenci')
Znowu w duchu - Patrick Swayze (skrr)
Moja gadka polska, hasz jest czeski (hasz jest czeski, yeah)
Trochu polsku, trochu czeski (huh)
Mój chain jest frosty, w torbie sto tysięcy (sto tysięcy)
Jestem crazy, crazy, crazy
Jestem crazy, crazy, crazy
Jestem crazy, crazy, crazy
Jestem crazy, crazy, crazy
English translation
Rick Owens, ERD, hmm (ha, ha, ha)
One night in Berlin, two at most, hmm, huh (never)
B-B-B, B-Balenci' (B-B-B, B)
I'm out of the swamp, I've got everything Balenci' (whau) (Ba-Balenci')
In the Spirit Again - Patrick Swayze (skrr)
My talk is Polish, hash is Czech (hash is Czech, yeah)
A little Polish, a little Czech (huh)
My chain is frosty, in the bag a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
I'm crazy, crazy, crazy, don't do drugs, they'll wipe you off (whau)
I'm pulling a bankroll like a Husky, I've got an Alaskan wrist (yeah)
I made some money before I hit 18 (whau)
My bitches are sexy and these rims are 20s (uua, e-e, e-e)
Ah, somewhere in the tropics, on a jetski again, ha
Ring - Hallelujah, eh, I don't touch the line (no)
Fuck the color blue, fresh from the procession (huh)
Fashion week and these bitches wanna go to Tesla (they wanna go to Tesla, yeah)
Too real, for backyards, not for ESKA (not for ESKA, no)
I'm getting into the S-ca again, I have glasses in it, no pressure (in it, no pressure)
Still in your line, ah, still no connections (no connections, yeah)
I don't want their co-signs, still underground day one (ha)
A real goat, go, go (go-go, go-go)
I'm not going to save her with myself (oh no)
I do what I want, tell the gods (tell the gods)
I made 50 circles by getting up with my left foot (amen)
Rick Owens, ERD, hmm (ha, ha, ha)
One night in Berlin, two at most, hmm, huh (never)
B-B-B, B-Balenci' (B-B-B, B)
I'm out of the swamp, I've got everything Balenci' (whau) (Ba-Balenci')
In the Spirit Again - Patrick Swayze (skrr)
My talk is Polish, hash is Czech (hash is Czech, yeah)
A little Polish, a little Czech (huh)
My chain is frosty, in the bag a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
I'm crazy, crazy, crazy
I'm crazy, crazy, crazy
I'm crazy, crazy, crazy
I'm crazy, crazy, crazy