Translation of the song lyrics Sirovi talenat - Goldie, GUDFELAZ, Kasko

Sirovi talenat (original)

Bulz aj, hed kao bulz aj
Reprezentujemo braću, kumove i svoj kraj
Haj kao da sam zmaj
Bljujem vatru, pada u startu
Rima zgužva te ko paklu
Mangup, heroj pogine mlad i gluv
Takva je priča, biraš il' kraj il' put
Imaš ličnu, pasoš, noge te još služe
Ako zaglaviš u kraju, imaš podočnjake ludje
Druže, mi smo produkti sistema, reglaža uma
Jer vam ispada iz hoda, ko pejterima sa puno tvorza
Radiš to namerno
Nisam smej’o se toliko od parodije za ameno
A sirene me uozbilje, po mene dolaze, ti repuješ o tome
Hajde, reci im kako izgledaš kad te slome
Nisi bio, ti biraš, pa živiš nečije snove
Ja biću tu, od početne do tačke krajne
Tu sam k’o vektor, hoću te pare Beko
Hoću svoje pare
Samo sirovi talenat, sirovi talenat
Nabijem poštovanje kada sa njim brisem dupe
Vaš respekt me ne hrani i ne placa mi račune
Radim ovu muziku, od nje nemam kune
Još potrošim ja na nju kao da je poput kurve
A htio sam je ženit i da razmenimo burme
Kunem se u moje ljude, zika hoće da mi uzme
Sve valute pa me truje, ali tu je pa mi kuje plan
Tu je uvijek kad sam sâm, brljaš duše vadi bar
Mislili mi smo da biće nam bolje, al biće nam gore
Jer bićemo oteti, biću
Kučke su proklete, pazi šta vole
pištoljem, kofer, pokaz’o se kome?
Ja bitove koljem, a ti si bez volje
Što idem po svoje na putu po kojem ne ide sav čovek
Jebeš flou, slušaj pesmu pa produzite
Dzabe tolko pričam kad me jebeno ne kužite
Tužite druge guzice što čine, vazda tužni ste
Ubijem ovaj rep, mrtav izadjem na zvucnike
Ubij se ili uzmi sve, pljujem rime sa uzijem
Zuji sve budim ulice, budim te bludne kujice
Ludi ste, ludi budite.
Glupi ste, jaja punite
Zlatni i Kasko rimama zlata punimo rundike

(translation)

Bullz aj, hed like bullz aj
We represent brothers, godfathers and our region
It's like being a dragon
I spit fire, it falls in the start
Rima crushes you like hell
Mangup, the hero dies young and deaf
That's the story, you choose either the end or the path
You have an ID card, a passport, your legs still serve you
If you get stuck at the end, you have crazy dark circles
Comrade, we are products of the system, the regulation of the mind
Because it gets out of your step, like a painter with a lot of creativity
You do it on purpose
I haven't laughed so much since the Amen parody
And the sirens take me seriously, they're coming for me, you're rapping about it
Come on, tell them what you look like when they break you
You weren't, you choose, so you live someone else's dreams
I will be there, from the beginning to the end point
I'm here like a vector, I want your money Beko
I want my money
Just raw talent, raw talent
I get respect when I wipe ass with him
Your respect does not feed me and does not pay my bills
I make this music, I don't have a kuna from it
I still spend on her as if she is like a whore
And I wanted to marry her and exchange wedding rings
I swear by my people, zika wants to take it from me
All currencies poison me, but it's there, so it's making a plan for me
It's always there when I'm alone, taking the mess out of my soul
We thought it would get better, but it will get worse
Because we will be kidnapped, I will
Bitches are cursed, watch what they like
with a gun, a suitcase, he showed himself to whom?
I'm slaughtering bits, and you're out of will
Why am I going my own way on a path that not everyone takes
Fuck you, listen to the song, then move on
I talk so much for nothing when you don't fucking listen to me
Sue other asses for what they do, you're always sad
I'm killing this rap, I'm dead on the speakers
Kill yourself or take it all, I spit rhymes with an uzie
I'm buzzing, I'm waking up the streets, I'm waking up those whore bitches
You are crazy, be crazy.
You're stupid, you're filling your balls
Zlatni and Kasko, we fill the rounds with gold rhymes