Specs, got some fire, fire I'm sick, I'm tough, I'm sick Again the police and the media call I say sorry, I don't have time to solve shit again I didn't fuck up again, sorry, I have a window Tomorrow I will solve everything, now give me peace Nonstop, cock, I am Nonstop, push, watch out Macor is coming I made a fool of myself again, like Jirka Kára Synonym for the fact that Ama doesn't know me You should be ashamed, unfortunately Ana, no The soul is so ruined, the mind, the heart is a stone I'm sick, I'm tough, I'm sick The life of this shit has never been easy From the bath to the bed and sometimes really fast The life of this shit has never been easy From the bath to the bed and sometimes really fast The art is in it and I'm Picasso here People like to wait and I still don't know why The art is in it and I'm Fango here Absinthe is my gasoline but I still have it for lunch The city is already under my paw, as Touba said He probably raised me, that's why I'm not god-known That's why you dyed yourself like a fucking rainbow I'm sick, I'm tough, I'm sick I'm sick, I'm tough, I'm sick