Mwaka Moon [English translation]

Welcome to Mwaka Moon

A bit of Amsterdam in the mouth

A breath of oxygen in the kush

In the void I barely breathe, success gave me wings

The same bitch that turned her back on me has a pic of me in the camera

Soon to be rich

When Mwaka Moon will have hit the mark

Hello to Earth, here there's no water

Weird like a freemason's song

Who are they really, I don't know

Before God there's nothing anyways

I got hoes, everything's heavy

I make the show in a Lambo, oh yeah nigga

K L H is in the zoo

Nigga pass it, it smells like kush

A bit of Amsterdam in the mouth

A breath of oxygen in the kush

In the void I barely breathe, success gave me wings

The same bitch that turned her back on me has a pic of me in the camera

Soon to be rich

When Mwaka Moon will have hit the mark

Dems, dems

Getting sucked isn't cheating

To succeed is to not go wrong

Too many banknotes: yellow, green, violet [ones]

I denied everything, you betrayed

Everything is written, yeah what they told me

The same ones that said I wouldn't make it

Never does a nigga burry himself alive, never does a nigga give up

I illuminate, I eliminate, ennemies, imminent

No word, blows on the lips

If I piss in the city it means I'm on the Champs [Elysées]

Dirty whore, crawling position on the pavement

Harmless I was, an offensive and I kill

One more gingiva, on the pavement I collect messes, street fights

I take the network nigga, I leave you the WiFi

In the studio I only do dirty, in the studio you only make noise

They kill to take our lands like G. Bush, Saddam [Hussein] R.I.P

I still can't navigate even if I only know pirates

Dems, dems

A bit of Amsterdam in the mouth

A breath of oxygen in the kush

In the void I barely breathe, success gave me wings

The same bitch that turned her back on me has a pic of me in the camera

Soon to be rich

When Mwaka Moon will have hit the mark

Ding, dong, a lot of Mwaka

I walk in the wity as a soul on the loose

Waiting for them to fall under the AK

I watch like King Kong over Manhattan

I've been smashed for a long time

Lying in a grave full of old worries

I come from another word, I don't get used to here

Don't be surprised, I come from there

All of this is weird

A bit of Amsterdam in the mouth

A breath of oxygen in the kush

In the void I barely breathe, success gave me wings

The same bitch that turned her back on me has a pic of me in the camera

Soon to be rich

When Mwaka Moon will have hit the mark

Life is hard, a bit like my dick

It made me win women but loose the one I loved

My love juice on so many faces, I eliminate my rage in somersaults

I don't say the words because to me they kill me

I fuck mothers for the dinette

In those cases I want you to slander

And to tell me I shouldn't have been born

I'm going to the Mississipi where no one knows who I am

I am damned, I am roasted

Silver tooth biscuit

I drink again and again, to forget my wrongs

On a sick beat by Pyroman, under the effect of the [production], I burn my wings

• Artist:Kalash