Translation of the song lyrics Na Hrade - Gleb

Na Hrade (original)

Šúlam cigu hore na hrade
Veľa dymu v mojôm výhľade
Utekáme pred problémom
Chceme mať svoje mesto čo najďalej
Brr, oni chcú pohodu a disko
Ja donesiem anarchiu ako Sex Pistols
Gleb, včera si to prepískol
Pál do **** so svojou mäkkou pesničkou
Je mi jedno koľko si obsadil rebríčkov
Iba debil si s tebou dává selfíčko
Ja mám drinky a cigy cez celý stôl
A serem svoje mesto jak revízor
Pod mojim stagom je miesto pre všetkých
Stoja tam lezby a nerdi, zicherka v uchu
A dredy, skaty, snapbacky, tučný
Chudý, žltý, čierny, bledý
Je mi jedno či si metlák alebo nortcore
Na mojej show idú predsudky bokom
Celý deň v aute, celý deň nespím
No na stagi sme jak punkové hviezdy
Je mi jedno či si vyjetý alebo triezvy
Bav sa jak chceš ja nejsom tvoja matka
Bav sa jak chceš na všetko prídeš zajtra sám
Ja iba robím čo pre seba, svôj klan
Viem že máš tisíce fans
Ale nikto z nich nejde rave ako moji
Viem že máš tisíce fans
No keď pozreš pod stage, tak každý z nich stojí
Stále chceš byť big americký rap
No žiaľ pre teba si Slovák jak repa
Halušky a bryndza to je tvoj trap life
Keby ťa videla mama v telke tak by ťa prepla
Hudba, je tvôj najbližší fellák
No pravda je taká, že ťa vôbec nemá rád
Máš zlý rap a pre teba neexistuje reparát
Ja šúlam cigu hore na hrade
Veľa dymu v mojom výhľade
Utekáme pred problémom
Chceme mať svoje mesto čo najďalej
Utekáme pred problémom
A spíme v Jägermeister karavane
Čas, cash, kľud, boj
To sú veci, ktoré naháňame
Ja šúlam cigu hore na hrade
Veľa dymu v mojom výhľade
Utekáme pred problémom
Chceme mať svoje mesto čo najďalej
Utekáme pred problémom
A spíme v Jägermeister karavane
Čas, cash, kľud, boj
To sú veci, ktoré naháňame
A som opitý ako môj DJ
Na sebe streetwear a ne Lacoste
Jazdíme po ulici jak na doske
Parkujeme káru pri Starom moste
Do šiestej rána sedíme na Dunaji
A tlačíme do seba tie zlé činy
Doma sa zaseknem vo výťahu (Ah)
A skysnem tam asi na dve hodiny
Moja životospráva byvá odporná
Ako obchodná ulica v noci
Jeden debil grcá, druhý debil močí
Tretí debil sa a bije a štvrtý to točí
A v klube sa tváriš jak 50 Cent
Ale vo vačku máš iba 50 cent
Som Gopnik verzus inteligent
Rozhadzujem rukami na majku jak dirigent
Dovi a dopi dneska si dosť pil
Si blbý Jackass jak Johnny Knoxville
Fotky a posty a ku nim popis jak postih
Je mi jedno kto s kým a čo s kým
Pumpy, bagety, toasty, stále sa vozím
Tie tupé kozy majú iba kozy
Keď mi niečo vravia padám do narkózy
I’m so busy, bitch get of me
Ľudia bývajú doterný jak osy
Odkusnem im za to hlavu jak Ozzy
Zotriem ich ako stierace losy
Chceš byť jak ja?
Mou ale čo si?
Život kráľa je skurvene hrozný
A veď ten tvôj je sladký jak hrozno
Prestaň byť zas opustený jak ostrov
Nebuď Mongol, choď von, mám program
Ja šúlam cigu hore na hrade
Veľa dymu v mojom výhľade
Utekáme pred problémom
Chceme mať svoje mesto čo najďalej
Utekáme pred problémom
A spíme v Jägermeister karavane (Yeah)
Čas, cash, kľud, boj (Ah yeah, ah)
To sú veci, ktoré naháňame
Ja šúlam cigu hore na hrade
Veľa dymu v mojom výhľade
Utekáme pred problémom
Chceme mať svoje mesto čo najďalej
Utekáme pred problémom
A spíme v Jägermeister karavane
Čas, cash, kľud, boj
To sú veci, ktoré naháňame

Na Hrade (translation)

I roll a cigar up in the castle
Lots of smoke in my view
We are running away from the problem
We want to have our city as far as possible
Brr, they want chill and disco
I will bring anarchy like the Sex Pistols
Gleb, you blew it yesterday
Burn to the **** with your soft song
I don't care how many rankings you have
Only a moron takes a selfie with you
I have drinks and cigarettes all over the table
And I fuck my city like an auditor
There is a place for everyone under my stag
There are lesbians and nerds standing there, zicherka in their ears
And dreadlocks, skates, snapbacks, fat
Lean, yellow, black, pale
I don't care if you're a punk or a nortcore
On my show, prejudices go aside
All day in the car, all day without sleep
Well, we're like punk stars on stage
I don't care if you're high or sober
Have as much fun as you want, I'm not your mother
Have as much fun as you want, you'll figure it all out tomorrow yourself
I'm just doing what for me, my clan
I know you have thousands of fans
But none of them go to raves like mine
I know you have thousands of fans
Well, if you look under the stage, each of them is standing
You still want to be big American rap
Well, unfortunately for you, you're Slovak like a turnip
Dumplings and cheese, that's your trap life
If your mother saw you on TV, she would spank you
Music is your closest fella
Well, the truth is that he doesn't like you at all
You've got a bad rap and there's no reparation for you
I roll a cigar up in the castle
Lots of smoke in my view
We are running away from the problem
We want to have our city as far as possible
We are running away from the problem
And we sleep in the Jägermeister caravan
Time, cash, peace, fight
Those are the things we chase
I roll a cigar up in the castle
Lots of smoke in my view
We are running away from the problem
We want to have our city as far as possible
We are running away from the problem
And we sleep in the Jägermeister caravan
Time, cash, peace, fight
Those are the things we chase
And I'm drunk like my DJ
Wearing streetwear and not Lacoste
We drive down the street like on a board
We park the car near the Old Bridge
We sit on the Danube until six in the morning
And we push those bad actions into ourselves
I get stuck in the elevator at home (Ah)
And I'll be there for about two hours
My lifestyle is disgusting
Like a shopping street at night
One moron grunts, the other moron urinates
The third fools around and beats and the fourth spins it
And you act like 50 Cent in the club
But you only have 50 cents in your pocket
I'm Gopnik versus intelligent
I throw my hands at my mother like a conductor
You've had enough to drink today
You're a jackass jackass like Johnny Knoxville
Photos and posts and a description of the penalty
I don't care who with whom and what with whom
Pumps, bagels, toast, I'm still driving
Those dumb goats only have goats
When they tell me something, I fall under anesthesia
I'm so busy, bitch get off me
People tend to be intrusive like wasps
I'll bite their head off like Ozzy for that
I'll wipe them out like scratch cards
Do you want to be like me?
But what are you?
The life of a king is bloody awful
And yours is as sweet as grapes
Stop being abandoned like an island again
Don't be a Mongol, get out, I have an agenda
I roll a cigar up in the castle
Lots of smoke in my view
We are running away from the problem
We want to have our city as far as possible
We are running away from the problem
And we sleep in a Jägermeister caravan (Yeah)
Time, cash, peace, fight (Ah yeah, ah)
Those are the things we chase
I roll a cigar up in the castle
Lots of smoke in my view
We are running away from the problem
We want to have our city as far as possible
We are running away from the problem
And we sleep in the Jägermeister caravan
Time, cash, peace, fight
Those are the things we chase