Lyrics The Mag – BATTLE: Hyny the Kid vs. Drilius

BATTLE: Hyny the Kid vs. Drilius Lyrics – The Mag

Singer: The Mag
Title: BATTLE: Hyny the Kid vs. Drilius

Hm-uhm, yo
Rádi máme sh#t complicated, ale pravda často má pár slov
Co bych měl psát? To je otázka, co nemusim si už klást, bro
Kámo, řekni mi, co mám dělat, jak kdyby mý steps byly vedle

Vždy budou rady, i kdybych dával bary, ze kterejch si půlka z vás sedne
Chcete bejt součástí game
Přesně proto zníte tak same
Jde vám hlavně o place

Nevěříte tý energii
Ten vibe, co vyrábí art
Ještě jste tu skit
Na to nosit svůj face

Tak si na to musíte hrát, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, ‘kay, ‘kay
Brah-brah-brah-brah-brah
‘Kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay

Uh
Rap je moje terapie, yеah
Pokaždý si řeknu, co mě sere, uh
Furt dokola to píšu

Nеstane se, more, že by to bylo na píču, yeah
Rap je moje terapie, uh
Ty nevíš vůbec, která bije, uh
My nechceme už přestat

V trapu jsem tak dlouho, že by u mě mohl přespat
Psát ty tracky – moje palivo
Házim to jak Thorovo kladivo, nechápeš, dilino
Dole jsem jak doma, more, ulice mi sluší

A jestli se ti nelíbí, tak sto lidí, sto chutí, boy
Nechci dissit, chci přinášet smysl
Žádnej battle, radši pošlu mysl
Pánem svýho času a svý trasy

Až na 〈rohlícký?〉 dny, kdy jsem v práci
Za ty roky, co dělám rapy, nekopu hroby
Ale stavim tracky, inspirativní jak 〈backly?〉
Ty bys chtěl bejt Koky, ale cejtim pochyb

Skoro plnej bucket, píčo, nejsem lucky
Vim, kdo jsem, brzo to zjistíš taky
Není třeba vytasit kvér
Radši udělej track, co mi udá směr

Život neni fér, nehodlám se posrat
Dokavaď jsem na živu, neni způsob mě dostat, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah

‘Kay
Sleduju kroky, co mě dostanou ze stoky, bro
〈.?.〉, proto píšu ty sloky, co?
Píše mi: „Kotě,“ jestli nemám nějaký gramy, no

Víš, já se namrdal a všechno jsem to ztratil
Ošukám borku a půjdeme kalit
Všichni točí mě, páč nemám 〈.?.〉
Mluvíš jak píča a meleš furt hovna

Ty padáš dolů a my jdeme ze dna
Jebu ti výtah, já půjdu po schodech
Flow ze mě kape, spíš leje jak konev
Ego tě sežere a bude konec

Trappin‘ forever, ti zazvoní zvonec
〈.?.〉 Drilius 〈.?.〉, v klubu je hic, yeah
〈.?.〉 nebo už zmiz, yeah
Nechci se bavit, však jsi jen snitch, yeah

Nevěřim nikomu, yeah, jenom mým 〈.?.〉, bra-bra
Yo, yo
Stop povrchnímu shitu bez nápadu
Jak je možný? Že kvalita zamotá ti hlavu

Postoje jsou jako hlasy z davu, když nemáš game, máš zavřenou tlamu
Nebejt dope to chce odvahu, co je trendy je na rok, pak je to v tahu
Nevidim důvod, vybírat stranu, stále jsem tu pro všechny ve stejnym stavu, ey
Ať si každej dělá, co chce

Shout-out lidi z Kopce
Limitace jsou jen vevnitř
Shout-out lidi z Dřevnic
Z doby i z let, který léta věří ve mě

Začíná to vypadat dobře
Dělat věci opravdově, na to nikdy není pozdě
Jestli to fakt f#ckin’ klapne
Tak si pište, že dorazim a zakalíme to hrozně
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BATTLE: Hyny the Kid vs. Drilius – English Translation

Hm-uhm, yo
We like sh#t Complicated, but the truth often has a few words
What should I write? That’s a question of what I don’t have to ask anymore, bro
Buddy tell me what to do, as if my taps were next to

There will always be advice, even if I gave bars from which half of you sits down
Do you want to be part of the game
That is why you sound the same
You are mainly interested in setting

You don’t believe that energy
That vibe what arts make art
You are still a skit
To wear your face

So you have to play it, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, ‘kay,’ kay
Brah-brah-brah-brah-brah
‘Kay,’ kay, ‘kay,’ kay

Uh
Rap is my therapy, yеah
I always say what pisses me, uh
I write it all the time

Nеstane you, more, it would be on p#ss#, yeah
Rap is my therapy, uh
You don’t know at all that beats, uh
We don’t want to stop anymore

I have been in the trap so long that u could sleep with me
Write those tracks – my fuel
I hand it like Thor’s hammer, don’t understand, dilino
I’m down like at home, More, the street suits me

And if you don’t like, a hundred people, a hundred tastes, a boy
I don’t want to disSSit, I want to make sense
No Battle, I’d rather send the mind
The master of his time and his routes

Except for 〈Rohlický?〉 Days I am at work
Over the years I have been doing rap, I don’t kick graves
But I build tracks, inspiring how 〈Backs?〉
You would like to be coca, but I feel a doubt

Almost full bucket, c#nt, I’m not lucky
I know who I am, you will find it too soon
There is no need to draw a quantum
You’d better do a track to give me a direction

Life is not fair, I am not going to scratch
I do alive, there is no way to get me, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah

‘Kay
I watch the steps that get me out of the sewer, bro
〈.?.
He writes to me, “Kat,” if I don’t have any grams, no

You know, I have grown and I lost it all
I f#ck the bark and go to the Kalit
Everyone spins me, because I don’t have 〈.?.〉
You speak like a p#ss# and grind all the sh#t

You fall down and we are going from the bottom
Jebu lift, I’ll go up the stairs
Flow drips from me, rather pouring like a cone
The ego eats you and will be over

TRAPPIN ‘Forever, the bell rings
〈.?.〉 Drilius 〈.?.
〈.?.〉 Or already disappear, yeah
I don’t want to have fun, but you’re just Snitch, Yeah

I don’t trust anyone, yeah, just my 〈.?〉, Bra-bra
Yo, yo
Stop to a superficial sh#t without an idea
How is it possible? That the quality will entangle your head

The attitudes are like the voices of the crowd when you don’t have a game, you have closed your mouth
Being dope it wants the courage what is trendy is a year, then it is in the turn
I don’t see the reason, choose the party, I am still here for everyone in the same condition, Ey
Let everyone do what they want

Shout-out people off the hill
Limitations are just inside
Shout-out people from wooden houses
From the time and from the years that years believe in me

It begins to look good
Doing things truly, it’s never too late for that
If the fact really f#ckin ‘works
So write down that I will arrive and cloud it terribly
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Lyrics The Mag – BATTLE: Hyny the Kid vs. Drilius

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