[Produced by P.A.F.F.]
[Intro: Bosski]
Love, music, rap, passion
Took many years of fine lessons
Blessing when I live in the present
Open awareness for new inspiration
Spoiled and lost money slaves
We don't need your funny fame
Have compassion, it's not hate
Leave this road and please go away
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion (P-A-F-F)
[Verse 1: Bosski]
I'm not skinny, I'm not bully
I'm just Bosski, rapping truly
They fuck with Judy, that's their duty
Who is Judy? Not little cutie
Curious pricks wanting leaks
Pact with demons, going deep
Wanna clue? Watch Twin Peaks
Shit comes through their floating lips
Roman is my Latin name
I don't need your fucking fame
Funny clowns acting lame
Lack of style, massive shame
Doing just fine, never waste time
Burn you to dust like I'm a sunshine
It's so rare, my English rhymes
But dubstep and grime encourage my style
Life on edge, but I feel safe
No one can tell me how I should behave
Sovereign artist, this is his fate
Come with awerness, free like a bird
Coming up loud like blowing C4
Teaching them hard like I'm a big bro
Watch and learn and find sick flow
This passion gave me this massive inspo
Front line playa, take a backseat
Lame pricks make fake shit, not great hits
Same Auto-Tune and even same beat
Just for one week, gonna lose fame quick
My love is deep, I'm wolf, not sheep
My music is loud, not good for sleep
I'm freak, I'm sick, I'm lit on the beat
Enjoy, my bro, this big new release
[Chorus: Bosski & Lord Willin]
Love, music, rap, passion
Took many years of fine lessons
Blessing when I live in the present
Open awareness for new inspiration
Spoiled and lost money slaves
We don't need your funny fame
Have compassion, it's not hate
Leave this road and please go away
Love, music, rap, passion
Took many years of fine lessons
Blessing when I live in the present
Open awareness for new inspiration
Spoiled and lost money slaves
We don't need your funny fame
Have compassion, it's not hate
Leave this road and please go away
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion (Lord Willin!)
Love, music, rap, passion (Bosski!)
Love, music, rap, passion (PAFF!)
Love, music, rap, passion
[Verse 2: Lord Willin]
Rap passion, it's the cash in
Polski American, got 'em smashin'
Sound clashin', set the fashion
Bringin' smoke like cigars I'm ashin'
Dance all packed, money stacked
Streets in here, properly backed
Boss PAFF after party gaff
Lord Willin villain, feel the wrath
At haters laugh, my staff are goons
Wicked wolfpack, howl at moons
Cracow, Wrocław, USA
The room is jumpin', DJ's play
Promoters pay, ladies lay
Get excited from what I say
Night to day, no time away
For these songs people pay
[Bridge: Lord Willin]
Dubstep, grime, EDM
Music makers - we be them
Dubstep, grime, EDM
Music makers - we be them
Dubstep, grime, EDM
Music makers - we be them
Dubstep, grime, EDM
Music makers - we be them
[Chorus: Bosski]
Love, music, rap, passion
Took many years of fine lessons
Blessing when I live in the present
Open awareness for new inspiration
Spoiled and lost money slaves
We don't need your funny fame
Have compassion, it's not hate
Leave this road and please go away
Love, music, rap, passion
Took many years of fine lessons
Blessing when I live in the present
Open awareness for new inspiration
Spoiled and lost money slaves
We don't need your funny fame
Have compassion, it's not hate
Leave this road and please go away
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
Love, music, rap, passion
