Rato): Protiva - Po Betonu (prod. Beatjunkie

He passed a playground where the swings groaned in the wind—metal on metal, a perfect sample for a nightmare. He remembered sitting there years ago, dreaming of a way out. Now, he realized the "out" wasn't a destination; it was the movement. As long as he was moving po betonu , he was alive. The hardness of the ground gave him something to push against. It was the only thing that didn't give way when life got heavy.

He stepped off the curb and onto the gray expanse. Po betonu. On the concrete. Protiva - Po betonu (prod. Beatjunkie Rato)

“Every crack in the sidewalk is a verse I haven’t finished yet,” he muttered under his breath, his rhythm locking into Rato's steady, industrial loop. He passed a playground where the swings groaned