WSRH - Nikt

1.
Słoń:

I ain't working, I'm tearing along
Everyone wants cash to hands
Dreams are wind in sails
I still don't give a fuck 'bout swag
Apathy and breakdown after defeat ain't for me
Time is flowing like water through Rogalska's right hand
With tongue-in-cheek, to not get fucking crazy
Life is a joke where casket is always a punchline
Understand, that our work doesn't make us superman
I know the fear, that some day there won't be money for bill
I don't want to be under someone for alms
Temples hurt when they pulse under the heap of lines
I'm playin' for people equal to me - no nobility,
Understand it home, I'm null* like Westbrook in Oklahoma

Shellerini:
Oh, thirsty like Judah Ben-Hur
I don't wait for "miracle on the Vistula"** in queue of claimants
And what can go wrong? Ink on paper sheets, sheets on this oak table
Going out of bend again and again
Few own solutions and talent to putting lines together
In spite of child dreams only about playin' football
Now I sew rhymes in the night like Richard Ramirez
To be someone, to be yourself - ain't doing nothing more

Ref.:
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
Check it, tej***
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh

2.
Shellerini:
Hey, two years ago instead of writing I was going to dance
Dead, like my scenario was written by George Romero
On bottom of glass katharsis wasn't ever found
I don't even remember when breakthrough came to me
Til the malaise doesn't hold you in the nippers
It's fucking easy to say "fuck this impotence like Bush, homie"
Their advices go outside my flank like knife from under the ribs
And fly like these weaker people from the last floor to ground
Finally ravens and crows will peck us to pieces
And peace is the only thing you can give me
And may these people get butthurt when they play us on blocks
We are too high to waste time like they do

Słoń:
Check, life prostrates like overhand left
And dailiness is a box sparing against the King Daro
Perhaps our fucked up story was written by Alan Moore,
Money can't buy happiness only for these who got it
Charon handles everyone on hit boat equally
But before I start my cruis, I regularly chase the cash
I slice over the mediocrity like 101 Taipei,
Squeezing cross so hard that Jagiełło pales****

Ref.:
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
Check it, tej**
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh
To be someone, to be yourself, huh

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*null - used as "nothing"

**"Miracle on the Vistula" ("Cud nad Wisłą") is the other name for battle of Polish-Soviet war that happened in 1920r., also called Battle of Warsaw

***tej - Polish regional word used in Greater Poland which can mean almost everthing, you can use it as a comma

****That's a wordplay, Polish banknote of 100 PLN has an illustration of the cross and Polish-Lithuanian king Władysław Jagiełło

PS "Słoń" means "Elephant" in English.