Lyrics:
chciałbym zapamiętać, co dzisiaj mi się przyśni
Weź się nie obraź, bo tak musi być
Wszystkie te beat'y to woda na młyn
Zgoda by wokal na nich świadczył
Co
Trochę wzniośle
NBA młody chłopiec
Budzi mnie wigwam ej kiedyś pół litra ej
Kiedyś lot Pimpa C lot man Hillaflinta
Się nie wstydzę łez to dzisiaj
tangle put my arms in your asophogus and I'll strangle you
I'm the messiah or rhymes the verbal gladiator
I'm like a bomb and my turbo is the detonator
just give it up
You tried to beat me in a game that I made up
And by the time you learnt the rules and tried to change your fate
Its too little too late
Throw ya hands up! Throw ya hands up!
In this corner the ghetto gladiator
Iron Mike Tyson never been defeated
Can't keep a good man down!
And in this
a-lost in space
With a filthy mind and a choirboy's face
Heels up, head down, straight on through
Watch out, woman I'm-a get to you
I'm a gladiator
to vyjebany all in
Povec ci by si to riskol
Nebezpecny ako Mike Tyson, Mike Tyson.
Tazka vaha Rocky Marciano, tomu ver ze ano!
Oko tigra ako gladiator
the power lord
My friends I'll mangle you if we tangle put my arms in your asophogus and I'll strangle you
I'm the messiah or rhymes the verbal gladiator
wigwam (yeah)
Zobacz peta jak się pręży i zasłania zasadami
Wszyscy wami gardzą, bo jesteście wyurani
Internetu kabel wam ujebać, czego nauczysz dziecko?
silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you
still the same lame from a year ago
I know you ain't raw
You ain't graduated with the gladiators
You're just practice for the young assassinators
Ey,
still the same lame from a year ago
I know you ain't raw
You ain't graduated with the gladiators
You're just practice for the young assassinators
Ey,
a pistol bet he don't spray it
They don't wanna go to jail
And they ain't no hell be walkin' on shells
Gladiator school is you prepared
I can see these
style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*
[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs,
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
the towel sign off just give it up
You tried to beat me in a game that I made up
And by the time you learnt the rules and tried to change your fate
It's
the game, put the wave in it
Go and tap yo veins, put the needle in it
I'll snatch you by your head, like an eagle did it
Shootout with the police, like
silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you
silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you
a pistol bet he don't spray it
They don't wanna go to jail
And they ain't no hell be walkin' on shells
Gladiator school is you prepared
I can see these
a pistol bet he don't spray it
They don't wanna go to jail
And they ain't no hell be walkin' on shells
Gladiator school is you prepared
I can see these
Cardboard empire would you crumble to the ground
As we watched by
Shipping magnate are you stranded on the ground
With no dog to fly
Round
Forget it, cause you'd rather be just a spectator
An onlooker, afraid you may get slayed or
Struck by a blow, from a mic gladiator
I betcha that later you
bossin' it don't matter what it's costing
Tossing deuces out the roof, but that coupe
While I ride by, players chucking deuces back
Bobs holl'in out "hi"
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