Lyrics of Klanica - Goldie, GUDFELAZ, Paid In Full

Klanica (original)

Ajde samo vozi, ovo sranje drma kosti
Radio sam svašta, Bože mi oprosti
Niko ne posti, a svi veruju u Boga
Ostali goli i bosi, jer za džabe najo droga
Reci Bože
Ovde za poprek pogled, neko izbost će te nožem
Zašto Bože?
To je Centrala, sranje uvek surovo i ludo
Lako padneš, ako ne odigraš mudro
Ti nisi mudo, ti si jedno obično jaje
Brzo istekne vam rok, jer kratko traješ
Pazi šta laješ, niko oprostit' ti neće
Posle se kaješ, ali iz kante za smeće
Perfektni šesnest, bacim u nesvest
Centar stil, samo ril, napucam u pesme
Kučke tresneš, buksne kresneš
Ladi dadi, pa posle zakucaš k’o ekser
Dobrodoš'o mi u Centar, velkam tu d mali Amsterdam
Šrapneli i sranja k’o da puca bomba kasetna
Reperi se useru, kupite im pampers
Mene naći ćeš na uglu, gde se širimo k’o kancer
Treniram na travi kao Hanibal i Barila
Brutalna sirotinja ko Trinidad i Manila
Mi smo gorile, tu na ulici je džungla
A vi pičke ste i glumite k’o da ste Mira Furlan
Uuuu, dok ostali glođu koske
Trener nam je iskusan, Visente Del Boske
Samo krtina, zelena ko prokelj
Shvatiće mi rime, biću slavan postmortem
Umreću za svoje, za svoje boje
Stojim iza svojih reči, zato neki me se boje
Daću kravatu ti, a Kolumbijski kroj je
Moji otisci na vratu nisu rima, već postoje
Od večeras sve se menja
Od večeras grad je naš
Grad je naš, jel me čuješ?
Grad je naš, grad je naš
Grad je naš, grad je naš
Grad je naš, normalno bre
Nema zajebavanja, nema reket, nema rokanje
Ništa, sloboda bre, srećo.
Sloboda, ej!
Dzabe koka, dzabe ekstazi
Noću zezanje, danju spavanje

(translation)

Come on, just drive, this shit shakes the bones
I have done all kinds of things, God forgive me
No one fasts, but everyone believes in God
The rest are naked and barefoot, because the drug is for nothing
Say God
Here for a side view, someone will stab you with a knife
Why God?
That's Centrala, shit always cruel and crazy
You fall easily, if you don't play wisely
You are not a fool, you are an ordinary egg
Your term expires quickly, because you last only a short time
Watch what you bark, no one will forgive you
Later you regret it, but from the trash can
Perfect sixteen, I throw into unconsciousness
Center style, only ril, I burst into songs
You bang the bitches, you bang the bums
Ladi dadi, then you nail it like a nail
Welcome to the Center, welcome to this little Amsterdam
Shrapnel and crap like a cluster bomb going off
Rappers use themselves, buy them pampers
You will find me on the corner, where we spread like cancer
I train on grass like Hanibal and Barila
Brutal slum like Trinidad and Manila
We are gorillas, there is a jungle on the street
And you are cunts and act like you are Mira Furlan
Uuuu, while the others grind their bones
Our coach is experienced, Vicente Del Bosque
Just a mole, green as brussels sprouts
They will understand my rhymes, I will be famous postmortem
I will die for my own colors
I stand behind my words, that's why some are afraid of me
I'll give you a tie, and it's a Colombian cut
My neck prints are not rhymes, they exist
Starting tonight, everything changes
As of tonight, the city is ours
The city is ours, can you hear me?
The city is ours, the city is ours
The city is ours, the city is ours
The city is ours, naturally
No screwing, no racket, no rocking
Nothing, freedom, happiness.
Freedom, hey!
Free coke, free ecstasy
Goofing around at night, sleeping during the day