[Chorus]
On the way to the goal, sometimes I wander like many
I pay with time and health for money in my wallet
But I’ll do what I have to do before I sit in the armchair, still sonny
I’m in a building on a different level
On the way to the goal, sometimes I wander like many
I pay with time and health for money in my wallet
But I’ll do what I have to do before I sit in the armchair, still sonny
I’m in a building on a different level
[Verse 1]
I’ve been gone for a while. So here you go
I’m incorrigible. I’m still excited about the golden era
Hiphop knows who Ero is. And that’s all I’m trying for
I’m distinctive like a b-boy in superstars
I disappeared, I’ll be right back, ’cause I know my bro’s waiting
And I s*it on the fact that some shadow of a man is twisting his face. Alert
Like without a lid. Waiting for some slip-up
Such a slip-up is just waiting to make your blood boil
Fu*k him, in my heart my team
First league of listeners who feel my feel
List of players who polish their skills
And no place for bunglers who spoil my chill
I turn thoughts into words, words into masterpieces
And I won’t waste them, like someone barely worth zero
For tiny people you take Gulliver’s steps
And when you succeed, it’s the gul that eats them up the most
[Chorus]
On the way to the goal I sometimes wander like many
I pay with time and health for money in my wallet
But I’ll do what I have to do before I sit in the armchair, still sonny
I’m in a building on a different level
[Verse 2]
I have to close ranks, finally get the beats together
Ignore the bad habits, so definitely not graffiti
I’m getting into clips again And all the promos at the same time
So that it would piss off the records like numbers to all the homies
When I write the peaks are burning And this is not information for GOPR
Just like Włodi I have a weakness for dill
A weakness for meatballs, women and sweets
And fu*k that rap has gone bad, because it doesn’t concern me
Like Zecharia Sitchin I have a vision out of this world
If others go with mine, maybe something will change
Vaccinated, unvaccinated, they’ll waste their earnings
Almost everything divides us, we are united by the desire for money
Money, money. Satan lives in these coins
If a buddy has a business, support him so that he doesn’t fail
There’s no point in waiting. Tomorrow is not promised
We only live today, so today has to be good. Amen
[Chorus]
On the way to the goal I sometimes wander like many
I pay with time and health for money in my wallet
But I will do what I have to do before I sit in the armchair, still son
I am in a building on a different level
On the way to the goal I sometimes wander like many
I pay with time and health for money in my wallet
But I will do what I have to do before I sit in the armchair, still son
I am in a building on a different level
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