Szymansi Brat

Song Created By @Gkns With AI Singing

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Szymansi Brat
created by Gkns
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Szymansi Brat
created by Gkns

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가사 텍스트

Ona mnie kusi na seks, ja nie mam czasu,
Bo zarabiam cash, ej, mój brat wie, co jest pięć,
Złoto na szyi, zaciśnięta pięść,
To miejska dżungla, a nie rezerwat,
Tu krew na zębach jak dzikie zwierzęta,
Co drugi z nas trafi do piekła,
Na kłódkę gęba, wiem, kiedy się odezwać,
Jesteś warta tyle, ile za ciebie zapłacę,
Ile za ciebie zapłacę, butelki na stole, basen.
O szmaty nie kłócę się z bratem,
Bo z bratem zarabiam papier,
Z Gokens'em, Barto, Szczypiorkiem – zarabiamy w parze,
Z Majkelem, wiesz, to nasza gra,
Z bratem zarabiamy papier, z bratem zarabiamy papier.

음악 스타일 설명

rap

가사 언어

Polish

Emotional Analysis

The lyrics convey a sense of ambition, materialism, and a gritty survival mindset in an urban environment. There is a juxtaposition between desire (sexual temptation) and the pursuit of wealth, indicating a conflict between personal relationships and professional goals. The tone is assertive and tough, reflecting the reality of street life.

Application Scenarios

This song could be applied in scenarios showcasing urban culture, nightlife, or as a motivational anthem for individuals striving to succeed despite distractions. It may also resonate in settings like parties, clubs, or any environment where the hustle for success is celebrated.

Technical Analysis

The lyrics utilize a conversational style with a strong rhythmic flow typical of rap. There are references to financial success (cash, 'papier') and motifs of survival and toughness ('miejska dżungla,' 'krew na zębach'). The use of colloquial language and street slang enhances authenticity and connection with the target audience.

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