Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wu Tang 1995, artist - Corona
Date of issue: 22.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Croatian
Wu Tang 1995(original) |
Svaki dan mi je sladak kao tropsko voće |
I gde god da pođem sa sobom nosim osmeh |
Bog je sa mnom, loši stvari iza mene su |
Sa đavolom u glavi pijem Hennessy u krevetu |
Jebeš iPhone 6, jebeš Gucci, kujo |
I dok se takmiče, udišem novo jutro |
Život k’o flash royal, sinoć na pokeru |
Propuštao sam šanse kao tekst na prvom koncertu |
Drolje su opet tu, ispade broje mi |
Reperi iz geta, pozdrav, znam da bi bolje vi |
Album realno kolje i srolaću stotku |
Sad ponovo je sunce na mom horizontu |
Wu Tang snovi u deset kvadrata |
Radom zaslužujem sreću — Hidetoši Nakata |
Sinovi rata svud na Zemljinoj kugli |
Skidam prašinu sa ramena — Massimo Dutti |
Možeš da me mrziš ili voliš |
Sanjao sam krupne snove još u osnovnoj školi |
I dok serete o meni, mislim o velikoj lovi |
To su Wu Tang snovi, to su Wu Tang snovi |
Nekad sam živeo kontra ritam |
Opstani sam k’o bengalski tigar |
Igram k’o Michael Jackson, moonwalk, Billie Jean |
Nemoj da me truješ lošom pričom kao sifilis |
Mislili ste svi da ću nestati — nikada! |
Nirvana u studiju od smrvljenog šiptara |
U rizlama su godine detinjstva tu na šipkama |
Al' najbolje je kad sa svojim psima opet kidaš lajv |
Izlazim na kraj svaki dan sa mrkim pogledima |
Srbija, jug, postaje tesna Pobedina |
Fajterski duh k’o da živim sa bokserima |
Udišem svaki novi dan — dolce vita |
Naše pesme su linije života — EKG |
Tvrda priča — Milan Mladenović EKV |
Zato gledaj me kako u klubu predstavljam ulice |
Dok za mnom ne zaplaču sve kvartovske bludnice |
(translation) |
Every day is as sweet as a tropical fruit to me |
And wherever I go, I bring a smile with me |
God is with me, bad things are behind me |
I drink Hennessy in bed with the devil in my head |
Fuck iPhone 6, fuck Gucci, bitch |
And as they compete, I breathe in a new morning |
Life is like a flash royal, last night at poker |
I missed chances like a lyric at the first concert |
The sluts are at it again, I'm counting the outbursts |
Rappers from the ghetto, greetings, I know you'd better |
The album really slaughters and rolls a hundred |
Now the sun is on my horizon again |
Wu Tang Dreams in Ten Squares |
By working I deserve happiness — Hidetoshi Nakata |
Sons of war all over the globe |
Dusting off my shoulders — Massimo Dutti |
You can hate me or love me |
I had big dreams back in elementary school |
And while you're talking shit about me, I'm thinking about the big game |
These are Wu Tang dreams, these are Wu Tang dreams |
I used to live against the rhythm |
Survive alone like a Bengal tiger |
I play like Michael Jackson, moonwalk, Billie Jean |
Don't poison me with a bad story like syphilis |
You all thought I would disappear — never! |
Nirvana in a studio made of crushed shiplap |
In the rice fields, the years of childhood are there on the bars |
But it's best when you tear up live with your dogs again |
I leave at the end of each day with a grim look |
Serbia, the south, becomes a narrow Victory |
Fighting spirit as if I live with boxers |
I breathe in each new day — dolce vita |
Our songs are life lines - EKG |
A hard story — Milan Mladenović EKV |
So watch me represent the streets in the club |
Until all the neighborhood harlots cry for me |