Mata - To tylko wiosna ft. Maryla Rodowicz

I burst out the crib like I do every morning
Adidas slides on my feet, I'm heading to Żabka
Construction guys sippin' cheap booze like it's routine
Same gray city scenes - You know what I mean
I'm that weirdo weaving through the poles on the street
Eyes on the ground - lava flows beneath my feet
Sidewalk - I love that sidewalk, full of shit on Ząbkowska
Lady asks, "Want sour cream with your cold soup?"
I say, "That's cool - give me tripe in a jar, no sushi bar"
Don't need seaweed rice rolls served up like a super star
I take her again, just for laughs, chillin' on Switch
My girl pops strange pills but they don't cure shit
Someone's yelling outside, "LET THE FETUSES LIVE!"
Or farmers blast Szpaku like it's some national hymn
It's a madman's day or a groundhog one, same loop
This is where I had to learn to fly
Wouldn't trade it for a new route

Though the radio says it's just the usual spring
The air already smells like the best of days
I know silence and screams - my name is Poland
And all that once was returns through my dreams

When I look at polish politics - damn, what a mess
I'm like "what the fuck?" - where's this heading next?
Priest Mateusz from Sandomierz got more clout than the Pope
One scout's word, and the crowd treats it like hope
Time to leave the Middle Ages, still locked in chains
They searched our backpacks? Geneva should feel the shame
Even with Kurski gone, I still say fuck that station
They never learn - worst debates in the nation!
M.A.T - hot topic, I'll freestyle on the spot
Even if my Campus' freestyle's worse than Rusina at Wini's
I was younger - test me now, see what I got
I offer more than promises - "Be all actions, not talk"
That's what dad said when I turned eight
Since then I've felt strange - maybe it's fate
Remember the name: M.A.T.A - that's MATA
If I die young, say it loud - not just drama
And you know what?
Lately I barely sleep twenty-five's around the corner
This shit cuts deep
Still a kid at heart
Raised on soundcloud and vaporwave
Most of my idols died - but they'll be young forever
And maybe thats why I wanna be president
Need new missions to free me from the rope
Trade it for a tie, a bow - or a chain with an eagle

Though the radio says it's just the usual spring
The air already smells like the best of days
I know silence and screams - my name is Poland
And all that once was returns through my dreams

Wasn't supposed to pass, was meant to rot in a cel
Now I'm the GOAT
Manager calling, says a concert's a million a show
What's coming don't match how I live - still feels remote
We can drop your album - but I won't be your father
Warsaw's just like any city - rain then sun
Y'all lost your way, sheep moving as one
Yeah, I showed how to flip rap cash and run
Now your copy machine's broken - you fucked up the sums

Though the radio says it's just the usual spring
The air already smells like the best of days
I know silence and screams - my name is Poland
And all that once was returns through my dreams
Though the radio says it's just the usual spring
The air already smells like the best of days
I know silence and screams - my name is Poland
And all that once was returns through my dreams