[Zwrotka 1: Fokus]

Jesteś stąd, to twój dom, to twój kąt – Śląsk

(Are you ready-ready, London?)

Bo poleciałeś se niewąsko, co?

Dzięki tym pieniądzom

Ludzie sądzą różne rzeczy, wbrew osądom

Logice, nie mogę przeczyć ostro

Wszyscy – po-zdro Ka-to-wi-ce

Widzę, kiedy zamykam powieki, yo

[Zwrotka 2]

It's big Smitty, from Bricky to Katowice

Make an average man a listener, my fam' will spit the

Raw coarseness, walk the borders, lawless

Report from the wars, I broke my oars forth

With a force that's international, ride any beat that's smackable

Come from London town, so I'm down for the capital

Check the parable, mandem all down for the culture

London town to Polska

It's Big Wordsy, I speak dirty

Your man are local, my click's worldly

Smith's out, I make them skets frisky

Back a likkle Tyskie, from an ends that's grizzly, blud

I just landed on a skyraft (What?)

Heard the beat from Fokus, made me rhyme hard

I write bars like a fine art, eyeglass

But I'd stand aside, 'cause I might blast

The time's ours, what?

[Refren]

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK (Come on, come on)

[Zwrotka 3: Aes]

Ka-to-wi-ce-Lon-dyn

Trasa znana, załatwiana przez Wizz-Air

Mias-to-kon-tra-mi-ty

Nowy Rubikon, gdy przekraczasz Tamizę

Masz jakieś parę funtów na jakieś parę ruchów

Masz jakąś pracę i odkładasz na powrót

I jakoś się trzymacie, ale chcecie być z nami

A my chcemy wasz hajs, ale nie chcemy ruszać nogami

Proste, bo to Polska mentalność

Czy tu, czy tam, zawsze jest ci czegoś brak, co?

[Zwrotka 4]

It's a Euro ting like Lords of Rings

See what Katowice and London brings

Like The Sims, bring life to your PC binge

Have you up all night working out your sins

Check my MySpace, I got all the crims

I drink with 'em on the weekend like it's daily tings

Rap unity, high focus words in me

Bring it to the EU like it's cups of tea (What's the currency?)

The lotties that hotties overseas

With titties out on the breeze on the beach, being dipped by thieves

And thieves tryna lash your money with ease

I swear the ducks need to duck with the breeze

I might play the chief, I bring beef on all you neeks

Treat the beef like samurais out in the streets (Zdrowie! Zdrowie!)

All my British-Polski peeps, we fly east like geese who represent the streets (Streets)

[Refren]

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK (Come on, come on)

[Zwrotka 5: Trask]

Ka-to-wi-ce-Lon-dyn

Ka-to-wi-ce-Lon-dyn

Polska, opcje hardcore

UK trzy miliony młodych za pracą

Ty znasz to, życie jest walką

Co drugi stąd zrezygnował już dawno

Bilet, plecak, w nim cały ty

Baks, kilka płyt, fotografii i rap

To głos pokolenia, emigracja to standard

Bo ktoś pozamieniał nam państwa

[Zwrotka 6: Genesis Elijah]

Yeah, it's that rap battlin' battle, I'm back in the mix

Bit back of the shit, rip patterns, strappin' and it hits

Slappin' the spit out of rappers while they're chattin' their shit

I sit back, holdin' my mic and grabbin' my dick

Man, I blaze these beats, with amazin' flow

Just give me a wicked rhythm and I'm ready to go

They wanna doubt my skill, but they don't know

It's nothin', I make my bread and butter bussin' up shows

And it just goes to show, my fists hold the globe

And if those oppose, get tripped over coals

My shit so composed, I've hit molten gold

This is overload, lyric overdose

Overworked, man, I ain't slept in days

Passport stamped out like Rodney King's face

Me and Aes are out in Poland, boppin' the sick bass

I don't watch wasteman, I'm watchin' this chick's waist

[Refren]

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK (Come on, come on)

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK

Hey, hey, hey

Poland – UK (Come on, come on)