Lyrics of Ne-Mo-Žeš - Edo Maajka, Frenkie

Ne-Mo-Žeš (original)

Svi newcommera traze Edo je uspio da ga nadze
Momak koji skida cadze samo sto majk cek kaze
Vidio sam vam gaze sve su to ciste blamaze
Svaka od tih picki voli u facu puderom da se maze
U ruci beta shurac ja i Frenkie buraz
Trijezni i matrice vi drugi nasmrkani gadni ste
Pare trosimo na mikrofone
Mikrofone trosimo ko zene
Ko MCije na betlu ostavljamo jebene
Vjeruj da je za to u stanju znaj da je u pravu
Zato kuci repaj ispred ogledala u svom stanu
A nama ostavi deranje majkova po Balkanu
Punimo salu za salu i razvaljujemo estradu
Sta ba… ma ja ba… prica vam je ko i rima slaba
Klanjajte se nama mi smo za vas Chaba
Sve smo napravili sami zaradili sami
Marku niko nije dao iza nasih ledza nije babo
Znam kome vjerovat i te veze cu njegovat
Veoma dobro znam tim i sve oko sebe pamtim
Ti dissas ja vratim na koncert ti onda svratim
Da publici muku skratim pa onda pocnem ja da mlatim
Svakog dana snimam jer imam previse rima
Albumi mi se zovu proljece ljeto jesen zima
Dosadno mi cojce samo ja prodajem ploce
Nemam puno featuringa drugi reperi me koce
Jebem kevu svakom kretenu neznam za tremu
Upadam u svaku semu sovim se pucam u venu
Navuko sam cak i nenu ovo mi je u genu
Nemjenjam temu rokam u svemu evo bas na binu krenu
Da smece pometem da vas odvedem
Da vidite kako ide kad jebena picka gine
Jer nemoze da me skine sa bine
Onda puknem poput mine
Zato kad pocnu da sline znaj da roka tata sine
Mislite sposoban sam samo za tuzne price
I ova je tuzna ja i Frenkie sami niko nidze
Nemamo se skime igrat nemamo ni skime repat
5 godina da naucite ne mogu cekat
Kad naucite dodzite dodzite znate dze sam
Brcko Tuzla Zagreb Sava Jala s Komisijom repam
Repat preferiram hitove serviram rime kad prebiram
Na mikrofonu ubijam brate
Znate dobro da je bina cista kad se popne ista lista stilista
I mikrofon na usta vista znas da blista ko bisera 300
Hip hop je-ni pista
Nego sveta knjiga koju Frenkie vec odavno lista
Komisija… isti crew 5 godina a ne bogata rodbina
Iz dijaspore tetak ili tetka da salju devize
Nemamo sise nismo zgodni mora da smo jednostavno
Uporni i dobri
Samo reci grad mi smo vec bili tu
Sad imamo i novi kru zove se 2 good 2 be true
Daj mi majk u dlan i djete haj sad van
Kompetition is none Frenkie no 1
Kad mrzis mene mrzis oca kakav si to karakter
Ja sam te napravio idi bolan pitaj mater
Idi pitaj stare sjetit ce se nase kare
Reci ce ti jedna ljubav za Komisionare
One love one life lets get together
And just be allright
Nemozes prici blize
Nemozes izdrzat vise
Rime poput kise nase vrijeme sada stize
Atmosfera se dize dok vi ostajete nize

(translation)

All newcomers are looking for Edo managed to keep an eye on him
The guy who takes off his shoes is just what his mother says
I saw your gauze all these are pure embarrassments
Each of these pussies likes to be smeared with face powder
In hand beta shurac me and Frenkie bro
Sober and matrix you other snorts are nasty
We spend money on microphones
We use microphones like women
Like MCies on the betel we leave fucking
Believe that he is capable of it, know that he is right
So knock on the door in front of the mirror in your apartment
And leave us screaming mothers in the Balkans
We fill the hall for the hall and break up the stage
What I am telling you is that the rhyme is weak
Worship us we are for you Chaba
We made everything ourselves and earned it ourselves
No one gave the mark behind our backs, not Grandma
I know who to trust and I will nurture those connections
I know the team very well and I remember everything around me
You dissas I go back to the concert then I stop by
To shorten the pain for the audience and then start beating me
I shoot every day because I have too many rhymes
My albums are called spring summer autumn winter
I'm bored, I'm the only one selling records
I don't have a lot of featuring other rappers
Fuck motherfucker, I don't know about any jerks
I fall into every single owl and shoot myself in the vein
I even got a grandmother, this is in my gene
I'm not changing the topic, I'm going to be on stage
To sweep the trash to take you away
To see how it goes when a fucking pussy dies
Because he can't take me off stage
Then I explode like a mine
So when they start drooling, know that Daddy's son
You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?
And this sad me and Frenkie alone no one goes down
We don't have anyone to play with
5 years to learn I can not wait
When you learn to come, you know where I am
Brcko Tuzla Zagreb Sava Jala with the Commission rap
Repat I prefer hits I serve rhymes when I read
I'm killing my brother on the microphone
You know very well that the stage is clean when the same list of stylists climbs
And you know the microphone on your mouth shines like a pearl 300
Hip hop is — not a runway
It's a holy book that Frenkie has been reading for a long time
Commission clean crew 5 years and not rich relatives
From the diaspora aunt or aunt to send foreign currency
We don't have tits we are not handsome we must be simple
Persistent and good
Just say city, we've been here before
Now we have a new circle called 2 good 2 be true
Give me the mother in the palm of your hand and let the child out now
Competition is none Frenkie no 1
When you hate me you hate your father what a character you are
I made you go sick ask mater
Go ask the old man he will remember our kare
He will tell you one love for the Commissioners
One love one life lets get together
And just be allright
You can't come any closer
You can't take it anymore
Rhymes like rain our time is coming now
The atmosphere rises while you stay lower