| Ajde samo vozi, ovo sranje drma kosti
| Come on, just drive, this shit shakes the bones
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| Radio sam svašta, Bože mi oprosti
| I have done all kinds of things, God forgive me
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| Niko ne posti, a svi veruju u Boga
| No one fasts, but everyone believes in God
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| Ostali goli i bosi, jer za džabe najo droga
| The rest are naked and barefoot, because the drug is for nothing
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| Reci Bože
| Say God
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| Ovde za poprek pogled, neko izbost će te nožem
| Here for a side view, someone will stab you with a knife
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| Zašto Bože? | Why God? |
| To je Centrala, sranje uvek surovo i ludo
| That's Centrala, shit always cruel and crazy
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| Lako padneš, ako ne odigraš mudro
| You fall easily, if you don't play wisely
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| Ti nisi mudo, ti si jedno obično jaje
| You are not a fool, you are an ordinary egg
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| Brzo istekne vam rok, jer kratko traješ
| Your term expires quickly, because you last only a short time
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| Pazi šta laješ, niko oprostit' ti neće
| Watch what you bark, no one will forgive you
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| Posle se kaješ, ali iz kante za smeće
| Later you regret it, but from the trash can
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| Perfektni šesnest, bacim u nesvest
| Perfect sixteen, I throw into unconsciousness
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| Centar stil, samo ril, napucam u pesme
| Center style, only ril, I burst into songs
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| Kučke tresneš, buksne kresneš
| You bang the bitches, you bang the bums
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| Ladi dadi, pa posle zakucaš k’o ekser
| Ladi dadi, then you nail it like a nail
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| Dobrodoš'o mi u Centar, velkam tu d mali Amsterdam
| Welcome to the Center, welcome to this little Amsterdam
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| Šrapneli i sranja k’o da puca bomba kasetna
| Shrapnel and crap like a cluster bomb going off
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| Reperi se useru, kupite im pampers
| Rappers use themselves, buy them pampers
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| Mene naći ćeš na uglu, gde se širimo k’o kancer
| You will find me on the corner, where we spread like cancer
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| Treniram na travi kao Hanibal i Barila
| I train on grass like Hanibal and Barila
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| Brutalna sirotinja ko Trinidad i Manila
| Brutal slum like Trinidad and Manila
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| Mi smo gorile, tu na ulici je džungla
| We are gorillas, there is a jungle on the street
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| A vi pičke ste i glumite k’o da ste Mira Furlan
| And you are cunts and act like you are Mira Furlan
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| Uuuu, dok ostali glođu koske
| Uuuu, while the others grind their bones
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| Trener nam je iskusan, Visente Del Boske | Our coach is experienced, Vicente Del Bosque |
| Samo krtina, zelena ko prokelj
| Just a mole, green as brussels sprouts
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| Shvatiće mi rime, biću slavan postmortem
| They will understand my rhymes, I will be famous postmortem
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| Umreću za svoje, za svoje boje
| I will die for my own colors
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| Stojim iza svojih reči, zato neki me se boje
| I stand behind my words, that's why some are afraid of me
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| Daću kravatu ti, a Kolumbijski kroj je
| I'll give you a tie, and it's a Colombian cut
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| Moji otisci na vratu nisu rima, već postoje
| My neck prints are not rhymes, they exist
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| Od večeras sve se menja
| Starting tonight, everything changes
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| Od večeras grad je naš
| As of tonight, the city is ours
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| Grad je naš, jel me čuješ?
| The city is ours, can you hear me?
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| Grad je naš, grad je naš
| The city is ours, the city is ours
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| Grad je naš, grad je naš
| The city is ours, the city is ours
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| Grad je naš, normalno bre
| The city is ours, naturally
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| Nema zajebavanja, nema reket, nema rokanje
| No screwing, no racket, no rocking
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| Ništa, sloboda bre, srećo. | Nothing, freedom, happiness. |
| Sloboda, ej!
| Freedom, hey!
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| Dzabe koka, dzabe ekstazi
| Free coke, free ecstasy
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| Noću zezanje, danju spavanje | Goofing around at night, sleeping during the day |