Lyrics of Interview - Gleb

Interview (original)

Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, this ain’t no game to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Bass to bass
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Náš starter-pack je veľký DJ-ský pack
Raz, dva mic check, otočený cap
North Face jacket, DJ Mefek a big boy Gleb
Click-clack, break your neck
Safri duo je späť, eh
Dávam interview pre amatérsky web
Moderátor sa ma pýta primitívny crap
Otázky typu ako vznikla prezývka Gleb
Môj bledo-zelený ksicht je sick a death
Neviem zo seba dostať ani zopár zmysluplných viet
Čo chceš vedieť man?
Ja ti skúsim odpovedať hneď
Môj beat páli ako bazuka príbehy do vzduchu
Beat ako bazuka príbehy do vzduchu
A kto to je WTF, OMG, eh — To som ja MC G G G, eh
Kto to je WTF, OMG, eh — To som ja MC G G G, eh
A pred večierkou ma opäť zastaví môj starý fella
Rád ťa vidím bro a ja rád vidím teba
Konečne nejaký sídliskom nepokazený človek
Podávame si ruku a hneď začína spoveď
Hej Gleb čo máš nové?
Všetko nové!
Nahrávam album, mám z toho veľkú hlavu, vieš ako to je
A ne už pár rokov nebývame v Ružinove
Ale v novom dome pri budove Figaro
A preto to tu nazývame čokoládový hood
Naši noví susedia sú zatiaľ celkom podozrivo good
Na stole chicken tikka masala, lenivý mood
Papuče, terasa, gauč a kľud
Pomaly sa zo mňa stáva rodinný typ
Väčšinu dní by som chcel tráviť s ňou
Ale vieš ako to chodí bro, štúdio a shows
Moja priateľka má kučery a tunely
Nadkolienky a Vansy zaspali sme spolu v taxi
Keď sme do rána pili absinth
Áno, je to moja žena snov
Okej, maj sa dobre, ja už pomaly musím ísť
Čaká má playstation session, vyložená noha, sedím doma
Nová epizóda, seriál a ľadová cola, v ruke jahodový liquid
Môj nový album som mal asi nazvať Gauč a pimpin‘
Ale radšej ostaňme pri názve Gauč Storytelling
Choré bubny a stories o tom aký som debil
Choré bubny a stories o tom aký som debil
Woah woah, woah, woah shiiit
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, this ain’t no game to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain’t no game to us, you strange to us
Eh, a kto to je WTF, OMG, eh — To som ja MC G G G, eh
Kto to je WTF, OMG, eh — to som ja MC G G G
A náš starter-pack je veľký DJ-ský pack
Raz, dva mic check, otočený cap
North Face jacket, DJ Mefek a big boy Gleb
Click-clack, break your neck
Safri duo je späť
Zabudni na mňa je mi to jedno-o
Keď hrá hudba v mojej hlave temno-o
Nahrávame delo-o
Zabudni na mňa je mi to jedno-o
Keď hrá hudba v mojej hlave temno-o
Nahrávame delo-o
Zabudni na mňa je mi to jedno-o
Keď hrá hudba v mojej hlave temno-o
Nahrávame delo-o
Zabudni na mňa je mi to jedno-o
Keď hrá hudba v mojej hlave temno-o
Nahrávame delo-o
Keď píšem rýmy na hoteli v Ríme
Tak sa cítim ako Nikolai Vasilievich
Hneď ako priletím do Bratislavy, tak mi chodia správy
O tom kde a kedy, v akom článku bol spomenutý môj ksicht
Ľudia nečítajte nič, ja chcem byť anti-hype
Preto srať na článok o mojich teniskách
Preto srať na každý jeden fucking článok o mne
Nečítajte nič, ja vám všetko sám poviem
Po prvé - štúdio a MTV cribs
Po druhé - moja banda to sú freaks
Po tretie — skočím na stage a zruším beat
Po štvrté - hm, vlastne nemusím nič
Ovládam skills medzi nebom a zemou
Nemusíte sa modliť za mojich nepriateľov
Guľka na temeno — BOOM
Ovládam skills medzi nebom a zemou
Nemusíte sa modliť za mojich nepriateľov
Guľka na temeno — BOOM
A kľudne ma volaj CJ z Grove Street
Ja a môj DJ to sa rovná moshpit
Go Go kid, high kick, low kick
Naučím ťa kung-fu ty malá kunda
Baby ťa nemajú rady, lebo sa správaš jak oni
Urazený boy by chcel byť s nami na jednej lodi
Križujeme mapu — El Chapo
Naše tracky šlapú, fans a support
Ďakujem

(translation)

Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, this ain't no game to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Bass to bass
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Our starter pack is a big DJ pack
One, two mic check, turned cap
North Face jacket, DJ Mefek and big boy Gleb
Click-clack, break your neck
Safri duo is back, eh
I am giving an interview for an amateur website
The moderator is asking me primitive crap
Questions like how the nickname Gleb came about
My pale green face is sick and death
I can't even get a few meaningful sentences out of me
What do you want to know man?
I will try to answer you right away
My beat fires stories into the air like a bazooka
Beat like a bazooka stories into the air
And who is that WTF OMG eh — It's me MC G G G eh
Who is that WTF OMG eh — It's me MC G G G eh
And before the party my old fella stops me again
Nice to see you bro and I like to see you
Finally, a person unspoiled by the housing estate
We shake hands and the confession begins immediately
Hey Gleb, what's new?
All new!
I'm recording an album, I'm excited about it, you know how it is
And we haven't lived in Ružinov for a few years
But in a new house near the Figaro building
And that's why we call it chocolate hood here
Our new neighbors are suspiciously good so far
Chicken tikka masala on the table, lazy mood
Slippers, terrace, couch and peace
I'm slowly becoming a family type
I would like to spend most days with her
But you know how it goes bro, studio and shows
My girlfriend has curls and tunnels
Knee highs and Vans, we fell asleep together in the taxi
When we drank absinthe until morning
Yes, she is my dream woman
Okay, take care, I have to go now
My playstation session is waiting, my leg is out, I'm sitting at home
New episode, series and ice cola, strawberry liquid in hand
I should probably have called my new album Couch and Pimpin'
But let's stick to the name Gauč Storytelling
Sick drums and stories about what a moron I am
Sick drums and stories about what a moron I am
Woah woah, woah, woah shiiit
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, this ain't no game to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Blow a hole in ya trunk — afraid of us
You know this ain't no game to us, you strange to us
Eh and who is that WTF OMG eh — It's me MC G G G eh
Who is this WTF OMG eh — it's me MC G G G
And our starter pack is a big DJ pack
One, two mic check, turned cap
North Face jacket, DJ Mefek and big boy Gleb
Click-clack, break your neck
Safri duo is back
Forget me, I don't care
When the music plays in my head temno-o
We are recording cannon-o
Forget me, I don't care
When the music plays in my head temno-o
We are recording cannon-o
Forget me, I don't care
When the music plays in my head temno-o
We are recording cannon-o
Forget me, I don't care
When the music plays in my head temno-o
We are recording cannon-o
When I write rhymes in a hotel in Rome
That's how I feel like Nikolai Vasilievich
As soon as I fly to Bratislava, I get news
About where and when, in which article my face was mentioned
People don't read anything, I want to be anti-hype
So screw the article about my sneakers
That's why shit on every single fucking article about me
Don't read anything, I'll tell you everything myself
First - studio and MTV cribs
Second - my gang are freaks
Third — I jump on stage and drop the beat
Fourth - um, I don't really need anything
I control the skills between heaven and earth
You don't have to pray for my enemies
Bullet to the head — BOOM
I control the skills between heaven and earth
You don't have to pray for my enemies
Bullet to the head — BOOM
And feel free to call me CJ from Grove Street
Me and my DJ it equals a moshpit
Go Go kid, high kick, low kick
I'll teach you kung fu you little cunt
Babies don't like you because you act like them
The offended boy would like to be in the same boat with us
We cross the map — El Chapo
Our tracks are stomping, fans and support
well thank you