[Verse 1: Białas]
I kept coming back in the morning as if I was afraid of the dark
I lost coverage, only bad news was coming
I heard over and over again that I was failing, that I was missing something in their eyes
It was a fucking vacation, how was I supposed to show them class
I paint with my homie HWDP on the wall, fanart
There I had my back and I have water from the finish line to the start
Rarely for me, then I wrote phrases, choruses
And I was doing more for over half of the stage
Although I was fed up with you for punchy battles
To be there, jesters, I didn't use any of thе premade ones
I had no tеars under my eyes, and the colors of war
Like every youtube rapper, sometimes I blow a bubble
And what if I live like the rest, I had such a disorder
And I started to stand out like this until I became a narcissist
And I have as much on my mind as Vin Disel
Because I gave up on a certain bottom, homie
[Chorus: Białas, Natalia Sumpor]
It's been too long
For as long as I remember my type, my task
It was more important than good manners
It's been too long
I tolerated what fate gives me
I directed the reality myself
It's been too long
Uncertainty clutched at us
Make exclamation marks out of question marks
It's been too long
Make exclamation marks from question marks!
I kept coming back in the morning as if I was afraid of the dark
I lost coverage, only bad news was coming
I heard over and over again that I was failing, that I was missing something in their eyes
It was a fucking vacation, how was I supposed to show them class
I paint with my homie HWDP on the wall, fanart
There I had my back and I have water from the finish line to the start
Rarely for me, then I wrote phrases, choruses
And I was doing more for over half of the stage
Although I was fed up with you for punchy battles
To be there, jesters, I didn't use any of thе premade ones
I had no tеars under my eyes, and the colors of war
Like every youtube rapper, sometimes I blow a bubble
And what if I live like the rest, I had such a disorder
And I started to stand out like this until I became a narcissist
And I have as much on my mind as Vin Disel
Because I gave up on a certain bottom, homie
[Chorus: Białas, Natalia Sumpor]
It's been too long
For as long as I remember my type, my task
It was more important than good manners
It's been too long
I tolerated what fate gives me
I directed the reality myself
It's been too long
Uncertainty clutched at us
Make exclamation marks out of question marks
It's been too long
Make exclamation marks from question marks!
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