Translation of the song lyrics 22 - Jala, Buba Corelli

22 (original)

Yeah, Suze u oku, moji ljudi tu su na bloku
Moje rane tu su na tijelu
Moja braća tu su na oku
Moja majka ima želju, samo sina da ne vidi u grobu
Zato ganjam para punu torbu
Dok čekam borbu k’o rob slobodu
Pola grada sanja sreću
Od sranja sreću vidio sam 100 put'
Sve je kocka manju il' veću
đavolji trokut prati u stopu
U sate sitne, kurave radi cvaje
Krvare na sred hitne
Sjećanja vrate gram zgadite
Dok kriješ ožiljke na sebi te
Umalo dao život, a ma jebo te život
Kada sranje je živo
I jebo te havere, gdje su iza mene
Kada me boli, kada nebo je sivo
Slike, covere, slavu, spotove, kurve, nastupe
Kad im je krivo, mrtvi za mene ste s kamenjem
Al' ja ne kažem adio
Moj život nije tvoj
K’o borac kad' ide u boj
Borba, zlo, boj i znoj
Moj čopor beat odvoz’o
Ko stroj na vas navazd’o
Inat, sila, sila smo
Vi k’o spoj lošeg tekstila
Mi k’o Versace i svila smo
Nekada sam sanjao sve ovo
U sobi 2 sa 2 sa olovom u pištolju
Nekada sam sanjao sve novo
U sobi u kojoj sada štekam lovu
U sobi 2 sa 2
Snovi u sobi 2 sa 2
Nek' zovu 122 imam kalibar 22
U sobi 2 sa 2
Snovi u sobi 2 sa 2
Kurve u bloku s' njihovih guzova
Vuk’o sam koku
Vreli su metci u gloku
S' jednom sam nogom u grobu
Štek'o sam robu u torbi u stropu
Moja majka je bila u šoku
Kune i moji za moju slobodu
Dok oni me šutaju pred njom na podu
Previše toga smo prošli
Da bi sad tek tako stali
Ovdje svako svačiju tajnu zna
Jer moj grad je tako mali
K’o djeca smo imali snove
Ali oni su u vodu pali
Sebi lopatom kopali grob
Dok dno nismo dotakli
Nismo ni stali
Bili smo mladi, nismo ni znali
Kako se sudbina s ljudima šali
Neki su duše đavolu dali
Ulicom harali, palili, krali
Bože halali, sve što sam htjeo
Je da kraje provozam novi mercedes
Novi mercedes, kurve na nastupu našem
Se skidaju k’o da je pretres
Sve se vrti u krug
Vraćam se da vam naplatim dug
Moji ljudi stoje iza mene tu
Da leđa mi čuvaju kad pođe po zlu
Mogu jebat pičku koju god hoću
Naduvan cijeli dan sam
Lupam se noću
Kad ne dobijem milom dobit' silom ću
Karam repere k’o kurve što glume finoću
Nekada sam sanjao sve ovo
U sobi 2 sa 2 sa olovom u pištolju
Nekada sam sanjao sve novo
U sobi u kojoj sada štekam lovu
U sobi 2 sa 2
Snovi u sobi 2 sa 2
Nek' zovu 122 imam kalibar 22
U sobi 2 sa 2
Snovi u sobi 2 sa 2
(Snovi u sobi 2 sa 2)

22 (translation)

Yeah, Tears in my eye, my people are there on the block
My wounds are there on my body
My brothers are there
My mother has a wish, only not to see her son in the grave
That's why I'm chasing a bag full of money
While I wait for the fight like a slave to freedom
Half the city dreams of happiness
I've seen happiness 100 times since shit '
Everything is a cube smaller or bigger
the devil's triangle follows in his footsteps
In the small hours, the whore makes flowers
Bleeding in the middle of an emergency
Memories return a gram of disgust
As you hide the scars on yourself
He almost gave his life, and fuck your life
When shit is alive
And fuck you havere, where are they behind me
When it hurts, when the sky is gray
Pictures, covers, fame, videos, whores, performances
When they are sorry, you are dead to me with stones
But I'm not saying goodbye
My life is not yours
Like a fighter when he goes into battle
Fight, evil, fight and sweat
My pack beat up
When the machine gets used to you
Stubbornness, strength, strength
You’re like a blend of bad textiles
We are like Versace and silk
I used to dream all this
In room 2 with 2 with lead in the gun
I used to dream of everything new
In the room where I'm hunting now
In room 2 with 2
Dreams in room 2 with 2
Let them call 122 I have a caliber of 22
In room 2 with 2
Dreams in room 2 with 2
Whores in the block from their asses
I pulled the coke
Hot bullets in the glock
I have one foot in the grave
I packed the goods in a bag in the ceiling
My mother was in shock
They swear and mine for my freedom
As they kick me in front of her on the floor
We've been through too much
To stop just like that
Everyone here knows everyone's secret
Because my city is so small
We had dreams as children
But they fell into the water
They dug a grave for themselves with a shovel
Until we hit rock bottom
We didn't even stop
We were young, we didn’t even know it
How fate jokes with people
Some gave their souls to the devil
They ransacked, burned, stole
God bless you, everything I wanted
Is that I'm driving a new Mercedes
New Mercedes, whores on our show
They take off as if it were a search
Everything is spinning in a circle
I'm coming back to collect your debt
My people are standing behind me there
To keep my back when things go wrong
I can fuck any cunt I want
I've been bloated all day
I bang at night
When I don't win, I will win by force
I drive rappers like whores pretending to be fine
I used to dream all this
In room 2 with 2 with lead in the gun
I used to dream of everything new
In the room where I'm hunting now
In room 2 with 2
Dreams in room 2 with 2
Let them call 122 I have a caliber of 22
In room 2 with 2
Dreams in room 2 with 2
(Dreams in Room 2 with 2)