Małach - Literatki feat. Kacper HTA, Majeran

Hey, I'm not sad, but I'd rather talk than drink vodka.
I do it on tracks so you don't have to feel empty.
I put my life back together like a puzzle,
and I want to leave evil behind after this album, fuck it, hey.
I write in a notebook. I wrote when I had nothing, like a dreamer.
When I fall, you see almost nothing.
It's not a shame when tears flow. That's life.
But drinking and drugs won't help here.
I became popular because they told me I would be a nobody.
I always understood my people in a flash.
Raised on the choruses of De Mono and Republika.

Hey, some have forgotten us, but they'll remember again
When their lives take a turn for the worse
Thrown into deep water from an early age
We were actually saved, saved
We managed before, we'll manage now
We don't need a computer to come up with something
For the wounds in our hearts, training now is not like the old days of partying
They didn't believe in you either. They let the bulldog loose
All the hate flows off us like water off a duck's back
Even though we can cry when things are fucked up
Look into my eyes, they've been hardened for a long time
I never asked for it. But the milk has already been spilled

In the morning, when the whole house is asleep, I go somewhere by the river,
because last year was tough on me.
First my dog died, then my family in the hospital in Wola.
That's life, not bad luck. I write to feel free.

They say they don't make beats or words like that anymore.
How much bullshit across and along
They say they don't make them like that anymore,
but it rains all the time.
They say they don't make beats or words like that anymore.
How much bullshit across and along
They say they don't make them like that anymore,
but it rains all the time.

Covered with leaves
Things that no one does today
They live like scars
and will be here, even if everyone forgets about them


Małach calls and says he has an idea - a good image
I say let's do something like that on the classic
Raised on music, dreams of flying to the stars
They want to criticize me. They can dust off my vehicle
And no, I'm not complaining, even though I have a million losses
I have a hard roof, even if heavy hail falls
What is given to me? I am the blacksmith of fate
Because of my upbringing, I should rather be standing at the bar
I don't drink, I don't do drugs, and the only thing that calms my nerves is smoking
If you need a kind word, man, light a flare

I don't rap as punishment, I don't breathe as punishment
My fists bear scars like a shattered tulip
I could have cuddled, man, made cheap moves
And given up a million times and moped on the couch
You know me, but you don't know how I did it
Follow my path, step over the logs thrown at my feet
I never wanted to be a copy of another copy
I know the street rules, so I feel at home here like Mowgli
And they could have, but they failed in this utopia
The producer knows I always have a smoky cockpit. No shit

Even when I leave, I'll leave some advice behind. That's for sure
I'll leave black sand behind when I die
I remained human to the end, mayday


They say they don't make beats or words like that anymore.
How much bullshit across and along
They say they don't make them like that anymore,
but it rains all the time.
They say they don't make beats or words like that anymore.
How much bullshit across and along
They say they don't make them like that anymore,
but it rains all the time.

Covered with leaves
Things that no one does today
They live like scars
and will be here, even if everyone forgets about them