Ganja Mafia - Co ci śmierdzi

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Ref.
What stinks to you? What's wrong with you?
Here the power of stoned poems
Breaks every king in half
Don't stop me from crushing it
Don't try to cause pain
If I have to, I'll go
For what I believe to fight

1.
Something weird you're saying
You're spinning this right like a whore from escort agency
Who does my money want
Opponents will be shot
On the loop of the mux have
Let them fuck off
Something smells or makes you smell
These delinquents want eyes on my hands
Fuck, there's gonna be bloodshed.
At all it doesn't matter it's nature's call so orient
Rubbing hands tricky chimeras
Looking for a murky affair again
Confusingy their head swallowing that crap
Fucked up like in soap opera
They want to obscure us after the storm comes on the sun time
If you're playing in this money doesn't matter.
You have one face if not, goodbye

2.
I don't care who thinks or what about this
There's not even a pinch of hate in me.
If you want to shit about something, you better take a cold shower.
'Cause I'm gonna stand here. Come on, everybody's long gone.
Nothing ever breaks me, even more silly talking.
Even those who wish me bad and give me a high five to greet me
Fuck them, 'cause if something stinks to you,
Over time, all evil will be confirmed, all evil

Ref.
What stinks to you? What's wrong with you?
Here the power of stoned poems
He breaks every king in half
Don't stop me from crushing it
Don't try to cause pain
If I have to, I'll go
For what I believe to fight

3.
These losers can conflict, flexing in music videos
Spit into microphone misstate nicknames
But remember no cunt even if gives flow
He doesn't really know anything, so keep his mouth shut.
We're like a Beretta. You're a windcheater
We smoke like a hookah You smoke like a blackened zoomtube
The team does not scout here all of us equals
There's no ass licking or praising the deity.

4.
Paco Rabanne, maybe Versace
What stinks to you here is really nice smell
I'm me. You're not exactly you
My fate is safe. You know what about verse is.
Not about daisies or curlers
I'm not you, you bode someone something.
Why you do that, do you think you're so smart?
Me it's not you have a safe journey, go in peace
I'm staying here because of good people
You know what crumbles with good music
I don't give a fuck what anybody's talking about me.
Karma will return
It's a GM gang.
It's not a fairy tale

5.
Hey who do you think you are? Who are you to judge me?
You never said brother to me, you weren't here when I went astray
You're the first to pick up a stone, but you're the one to hurt
On the heart open scars who friend and who foe
Gets conflicted some cunts want to slander Ganja Mafia Brand
Three assholes have to be overwhelmed i give them fucking Legoland
Catch a breath of fresh breeze burning filis fat spliff
You catch bad trips, don't smoke and you roll brother never greasy countertop
Behind the scenes the stench Dude it's not weed it's shit
Hypocrisy and populism do not trust these bad drones
Rap businessmens have grown over the years
Many of them are small children dressed as adults
We have the guts to admit that the smoke around us is spliffs
We have the guts to admit we're gaining money here
I think you're fucking crazy when you call us a commercial
We got green hearts somewhere else look for a loser!

Ref.
What stinks to you? What's wrong with you?
Here the power of stoned poems
He breaks every king in half
Don't stop me from crushing it
Don't try to cause pain
If I have to, I'll go
For what I believe to fight

You smoke weed, dude
You smoke weed, dude
For the rest of life not into fashion
I'm not you. We're just smoking. Don't look for a row.

Stop I tell to the posers, stop I tell to the haters stop to the rats
Dude, forever death to losers
You've got a black veil for the road.
I smoke hash when the winds blow
I'll always do my thing
Peace out!