Czerwony Dywan: Translations in English and Lyrics - Wiśnia Bakajoko

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I smoke a lot of bombs but I rush like a chariot
Even though I don't bang my trumpet, try to stop me
My four corners are a studio, I'm recording here
I'm a modest boy, fuck the red carpet


Two zero zero two, I remember it well
I tore a page out of my notebook and wrote a verse
I was ten years old, to rap my own concept
I wrote myself without a beat, it was irrelevant
I knew dude that it won't pass dude
Father bought me The Eminem Show at the market
Someone was talking white nigga, I was talking about his flow
Shut up your motherfucker mouth , you are fucking ho '
Two zero zero five, I remember it well
I recorded a verse for the microphone from my computer.
I was thirteen years old, laughing heads jealous
Like then and today it is irrelevant to me
I keep doing my thing because this is my life
My temples are throbbing when I see what is happening
I will not disappoint my mate, the streets give approval
Cherry ZPW, a real rap knight

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I smoke a lot of bombs but rush like a chariot
Even though I don't beat my trumpet, try to stop me.
My four corners are a studio, I'm recording here
I'm a modest boy, fuck the red carpet

I wrote my thoughts, hundreds of texts
Those were beautiful times, without flaws of the Internet
Today, teenagers start buying equipment
No one can wind up, the clip is shot in five
You don't have it in your heart. nothing will come out of it
The biggest acorns feel the most
Fucked rappers, this is not the way it runs
Facebook made money on you for sure
Assess yourself what is honest and after who records
Appreciate those who believe in it, they fuck the red carpet
Some will always be and others will be there
And when the electricity cuts them off, the sense of recording will end
You need to pay for respect here all life
The image is not a reflection of the type
Everything is pretend, you will know it, you will flourish
Meanwhile, I go on a tour for a walk to the neighborhood

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I smoke a lot bombs but I'm running like a chariot
Not at all I'm banging my trumpets then try to stop me
My four corners are a studio, I'm recording here
I'm a modest boy, fuck the red carpet