Peja - Kolejny stracony dzień

Another lost day from a life without control
Like set's graffiti on poznań's railway cars
That's how one enjoys every morning like with a woman in arms
I fall asleep and i wake up, i don't get bored when there's music
I don't change friendship, i don't exchange it for money
I don't count, i go further, one knows - it ain't easy
Guys were caught by a dog* and now there's penitentiary hell
Fuck that, fuck that, frank hate for the government establishment
Whore, you can't kill us
Slu, onomato, i'm in a wordfight, sand under shoe
Poor society will play here a life-tune
And for the drunk one, i don't look for other solutions
I've got something for women like hooker or bitch too
Don't look for trouble, you wanna have a direct contact?
Hips are moving right, full lips, hard titts
They look for fun everyday, and their pussies hurt after that
In the rhytm of that same melody, like that prayer says
Sister screwed many times, she ain't afraid of god
Listen to me, baby, you won't make money that way

Ref.:
You lost one more day again, you made even more stuipd things
So far i don't wanna change my life

[peja]
We gonna make it or we fall off like plaster
Old walls, old gates, we know well the tenement houses
Beer in a gap****, jeżyce's life goes on
No diametrical change, you thought that what we had??
What? A villa and swimming pool for our work?
No such thing for now, this dream means a lot
That explains a lot, you go away in a second
You prepare your grill, you wait for yo homies with a drink
Check the water in the pool, pinch some hard nipples
Cause what you saw - you only dreamed about it
All the doubts gone with warm autumn wind
Mi-fuck-rage, it's time to get my saved money
I got 2zł30gr for a pils, as if nothing, i "fu"***** him
Guys drink sweet lu(*)*, kids are coming back from schools
And in front of the intersection, not far away, just by building number 3
Some guy with a cellular phone making a date with a girl
I walk past him, i look, eh, a fight? Faggot's getting softer
He walks away, i smile beautifully
I'm rocked well, i'm chasing tramway number 7
I transfer on the roundabout, what a heat, wet trousers
I don't wait for neoplan(*)**, i'll go on foot to the relaks(*)***
Transit, transit, turn it off, cause the signal is supressing me
Vibrating alarm, i received an important message
Thoughts amassed and that's the of the imagination
I guess that's not the right day for freestyling
I'm hungry in the lunchtime with a bit of breathlessness
I walk past liquor store, on ...... I hear ........
I walk past another intersection, i see a fuss on pedestrian crossing
Cars are rushing on squeeking tires, they ain't stopping, they're overtaking
They're killing pedestrians, i curse and speed up
I extort right of way and i go straight home

Ref. (2x)

[peja]
I go up to the 3rd floor, i'm about to come in, i don't have the key
Fuck, i'm getting nervous, my sweetheart is shopping
But i'll have a hop soup(*)**** for lunch
Smile from ear to ear, monia is on time
She's waving the leash with the keys, she lets me in
An attack on fridge, horseradish, an onion and 3 eggs?
Fortunetly there's still mineral water
That ain't the first surprise for a stupid fool
Culinary whim won't be made by itself
While waiting for food, i'll listen to the tracks from pc
A pirate copy of soundforge and i'll start working, suddenly - bang! - the computer freezed
I gotta go to (dj) decks with the hard drive, he lives not quite far from here
I hear him from a distance, i know what's going on there
White boy with black music on japanese system
So i leave him alone, i go back - bang! - i leave again
When will i be back? I don't know, i meet mates on the way
A small talk, egheh-shegeh, eshteh-meshteh, wiśnia's calling
He wants music for ski skład and his upset about something
I finish the deal, i'm finishing the conversation and send him my regards
I don't say good-bye to my homies, i'm going quickly under a shelter
I step by to ajsmen, wassup, acio, make some tea
I'll cower on the balcony, that's a quite jeżyce atmosphere
Vis-a-vis from violet's window- i say hello to a jeżyce brother
('ssuuup, 'ssuuup) i go downstairs, good graygool
Suddenly all the gang appears, it's big as the number of topics
Who was caught by hegemeon, who's got discounts
Who was caught with drugs, i look, dogs, i stop talking for a while
Just to explode with laughter, that's just the neighbourhood policeman
I guess it was a punishment for him to work here
I smoke a splif boorishly and i look if he come here
If his uniform fit, maybe he would look ok
But like that he looks, fuck, hilarious, funny
It's time to pour some, cuz it's getting dark, i check night buses timetable
Thanks, homie, don't pour me no mo, cuz it's going to my head harder
I walk the dark streets on shaky legs
Masta ace on my ears- new york secrets
I get on bus numer 40, i bearly see with my eyes
I seated in the rear, i'm having a little nap
Yeah-yeah-yeah, that masta raps beautifully
I gotta piss again, i think i'm gonna pop in a moment
There was too much brew and thangz like chronic today
I throw a new tape in walkman made by panasonic
For a goodnight, ghostface's spare tracks in bed
It's the best way in here and it doesn't matter where i live
Like ice cube said- it was a quite good day
Fucked up like snoop on dre day
I fumble in the lock with my key, i trudge slowly my legs
There'll be a hell at home now, lil'mi is already waiting there
She'll give me hell
Another lost day from a life without control