Kaliber 44 - Film

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I(I) begin, that's my cabin
Here's the entrance, press, watch closely
Today everything, what is far and close
Joka, Seal, Magpie
O.K, nevermind, everyone has got a ride
Let me guess, someone is a Magician here, really
Next, on the left, more miracles
Hurry up, I gonna twist myself
Hurry up there now
Each of you can choose now
Those of you who don't want to go sightseeing, please wait
You can depend on me, not at all
Follow me and move, silence
Soul is laughing (ha ha)
Joka, Hen, Seal
O.K. nevermind, everyone is high, as always
Together with your ride
And I know that Lem, Lem is a daydreamer
Who writes that aliens are green like a kiwi cake
Disgusting for me
Too distinct, noisy
I can see them clearly and tightly
When I want they will go out
That's my cabin, that's my machine
That's my area, begin

This is my trip, f.e. inside the small box
I delve into the structures of a cardboard building
Suddenly, processes of my contemplation
Are disturbed by external disturbances caused by a vehicle
Which goes around my head
Its colorful is my head
And my head is, colorful of his head
Turns around, stop ! Don't provoke the train of thought
One minute, long moment
Something is tickling me
This is my trip to the funfair
Round the corner I will find lots of laugh
Ha,ha - cookies here
Are better than anywhere else
And in the little box place
Suddenly, lifts with impetus, catches
Big wheel which uncovers
Pictures and sounds of contrast twice the power
Sixth sense works for mind and body
These are pleasures of Olympian gods
Sweets I yearn for and ask for
When I lack them, what happens sometimes
Suddenly, with impetus pulls me down
Big wheel which uncovers everything
This is my trip
Where the blank sheet of paper is being filled
Clean as a tear, on the little man's birthday
According to John Lock, the covering bursts again
And in the funfair place
Stand wide open gate
Where swarms of question marks
Their three cross-sections
I examine
I have unharnessed power of cognition
Eureka ! Another eyelid is lifting
That weigh on me, and will incriminate C.Z.K.
Because he will see too late what I see now
This is my trip, to the end of a piece
About a place that will become Mecca
Four - four cradle
It is not a fairy tale
Because there is a land
Where everything is the best
So begin

Say something .... aaah...I can see shore's golden sand
And while I'm passing bunches of leaves
I am going deeper into a really mysterious world
I'm here with my brother
Two plus one in number
I sure you know him
Who is the enemy, who is your friend ?
He will not gain on this land
Such knowledge, because these are unknown categories
So I open the collection
I ask for screening
Make yourself at home
Who wants gin ? Who wants smoke ?
When the right time comes
I will hear knocking
At my head and it will appear on my face
A solace inside my film ( What's this ? How ?)
But it was a long time ago, this world
Which encircled me with a bubble, the triangle of truth says start
Its star is fading, not forever
Then, by ascension, mistake, outburst, dog's stench
Through a drawer full of Mary
It's Rap katharsis, cleaned page of
This chameleon's color
Far and far, constantly and wonderfully
I have heard my griefs
But, I think it was worth doing
So better burn it
The tape is rolling
I can hear our desires in my memory
Drills holes of this pipe
And - Crash, where is the gold and where is the sand ?
The answer can be found in six letters
After bells and whistles
Weighs, circles the needle around the groove
Until the crew makes up its mind
It's H I P dash H O P
Full stop