No ty vole

Damn, dude, damn, dude,
so get it, I'm going a hundred percent,
year after year I fuck everything, I fuck you, I fuck everything these days,
sorry that I'm like this, arrogant, high on poppy,
they can't understand that I fuck Czech laws.
Czech politics a.k.a. fat fanatics,
the fucked-up point of this whole world,
I don't want to have anything to do with it anymore, I see the traffic lights blinking,
so we keep going, there's nothing to wait for, bro.
I ride in formation like kryptonite, I explode like dynamite,
you feel like a superhero, you want to stop us, bro,
you're our source of food, a shitty wannabe,
the hater still has no idea his career level is ending,
your spheres, your half-played sides, about the purity of race,
your routes, religious salvation,
fucked-up talk to me, I go a hundred percent to the point.

You can't go on, homie, without it you're really not high,
you don't know which way to go yourself, tactics, your own plan.
(2×)

The Czech Republic, just right for an alcoholic,
the fact that we live here isn't exactly great luck,
scams, bribes, that's our government's game,
raise all the prices fast, where the fuck are we supposed to get the money.
First in booze, first in drugs, everybody's rolling a joint,
it's rotten here, that's the whole point,
I'm used to it, and I don't care about it anymore,
be sure, man, that I'll take care of quality rap,
rap is my life and life is short,
sometimes up, sometimes down, well, it's a bit fickle,
this is my style, so you can be sure of that,
and I really don't care, man, what you think of me,
I simply have my path, a chosen path,
even though it's clear to me that many won't get it,
I give it the way I give it, I live where I live,
I can't do anything about it, yeah, I take it as it is.

You can't go on, homie, without it you're really not high,
you don't know which way to go yourself, tactics, your own plan.
(2×)

Damn, dude, look how life is down below,
at least for a while put yourself in my shoes,
my balls are sweating from how hard I have to grind,
and it makes me sick to know how little I'll get for it.
You sit on your ears in your ties, dressed up, perfumed, wallets overflowing,
it's pushing you up the ass and it's still not enough for you,
I'm not blind, stupid, or the youngest either,
but I have my plan that'll save me,
our CD will be easy to get everywhere.
We'll show you things you've never known till today,
I don't care that I do things that aren't legal,
the forbidden fruit is easy to get everywhere here,
and that's why the cops love to race through my village,
they probably don't find it completely normal
that I don't pay taxes on what I do.

Plans and tactics supposedly mean nothing to me,
I'm surprised when I hear people blaming me for it,
yesterday I was doing what I'm doing today,
from morning till evening I hung around at Tesco,
I always have to booze, I don't want to stop anyway,
I live and profit only from the city's handouts,
many times I had to sleep on the pavement,
I'm a welfare bum, I reek of decay,
me and my gang take up our positions,
day after day we want money from everybody around,
I sit down on the ground with a hungry mutt,
you see a paw with a hat, you walk around me in a wide arc,
I'm asking for it, I've got a black eye,
I don't move from the spot, I'm where I was a year ago,
I'm a lazy scumbag, that label won't wash off,
my plan is to dig concrete with my face all my life.

You can't go on, homie, without it you're really not high,
you don't know which way to go yourself, tactics, your own plan.