Translation of the song lyrics Dostava Smrti - Jantar

Dostava Smrti (original)

«Vidi kako stoje stvari»
«Prijatelju, opet»
«verbalni potez k’o ««Pa ti navlačim na faci, na traci, al' ««Vidi kako stoje stvari»
«Prijatelju, opet»
«Tražim pravi hip-hop» — «A kaj je to?»
«Jer drugi ne vide arhitekturu "
Smeće tromo, sad pazi ovo, kad bacim ja combo
Papak samo puno sere čak i izbaci van govno
Gazim ga nogom, dovoljno jako da roni kopnom
Pa probodem ga raspelom, zatim kažem mu «zBogom»
Vraćam mu za svako slovo, a slijepac ne vidi dobro
Zato mi se ne isplati vratiti oko za oko
Čupam srce kaj nalazi se kak' ti pod majicom Zorro
Mladi odmetnik čak ne zna da fura Opel-ov logo
Tol’ko o tome, kol’ko god to opisalo osobe
Papci se žele dignut u nebo, dižem je bombom sve
Hej, kopile s ovim te slomim i zovi me
Liričko zlo jr poslije pjesme ti vičš «Zlo mi je!»
San ti je uspjet, dopusti da te probijem cobra
I novine prešute osim crne kronike stoga
Ostavi se repa, dalje od doma
Izuzev kad uzmeš walkie-talkie, repaš, a drugog baciš prek' plota
Ne možeš pamtit?
Premotaj, ne možeš shvatit?
Sramota!
Šuplja glava kao tvoja posluži mi kao protvan
Jer su govna na vatri kad rokam, boga mi kompa
Dodaj mi mikrofon, ne trebam lopatu da te zakopam
Trebaš dokaz da počneš vjerovat kol’ko sam bolestan?
Bolje da si bio tiho, evo ti bolest i mojne srat'
To je sad situacija opasna, dobro znaš
Papak bezobrazan, fakat sad ostane bez obraza
Dostava smrti sto na sat, dosta vas smrdi ova stvar
Pere do kosti, valjda zato je ekipa i prozirna
Forsiram bol, razbijam glave, di su ta nosila?
Lupim ti mamu po nosu, sad je napokon ponosna
Evo ti kompas da snađeš se dragi moj reperu
Kad roknem stvar grad ti izgleda k’o stan u pretresu
Pederu šamarom te katapultiram na Veneru
Prvo je bila Lajka, ti si druga kuja u svemiru
Ne mogu ja više izdržat, ne mogu slušat' buraz
Ovi pimpeki skupa ne vrijede niti kurac
Sad se zoveš kak' se zoveš, al' zovem te Bob od sutra
Jer se trebaš skockati, a i mekan si k’o spužva
Buksaš versove, tekstove gužvam, smiješno je, sve je to užas
Znaš da ne valjaju tek kad te ih tjeram da gutaš
Jebote, vjeran si mulac, ne možeš ni sam odustat'
Čujem da si srčan tip, al' ja te ostavljam bez pulsa
Konju, čekaš da se lirički napumpaš?
Ha?
Molim?
Ne možeš napumpat' kuju ni kad su joj dani plodni
Dozvoli mi da te kirurški raspolovim k’o profi
S ovim te ubijem jednom i još jednom ponovim
Bojim se da ne vratiš mi duplo, šalim se, sorry
Praznim te iznutra, zatim ja truplo ponovo spojim
Želiš zvučit' poput mene?
Evo ispunjeni snovi
Nabijem te sad na ruku i počnem trbuhozborit
Kaj?!

(translation)

"See how things are"
"Friend, again"
"verbal move like ""Well, I'm putting it on your face, on the tape, but" ""See how things are"
"Friend, again"
"I'm looking for real hip-hop" — "And what is that?"
"Because others don't see architecture"
Rubbish slow, now watch this, when I throw a combo
Papak just shits a lot and even throws shit out
I stomp on it with my foot, hard enough that it dives on land
So I pierce him with a crucifix, then I say to him "by God"
I pay him back for every letter, and the blind man can't see well
That's why it's not worth it to me to return an eye for an eye
I'm tearing my heart out, what's under your shirt Zorro
The young renegade doesn't even know he's flashing the Opel logo
So much for that, no matter how many people describe it
The hooves want to be raised to the sky, I bomb it all
Hey you bastard with this I'm crushing you and call me
Lyrical evil jr after the song you shout "I'm sick!"
Your dream has come true, let me cobra you
And the newspapers are silent except for the black chronicle of the stack
Leave your tail, away from home
Except when you take a walkie-talkie, rap, and throw the other one over the fence
Can't remember?
Rewind, can't get it?
Shame!
A hollow head like yours serves me as a shield
Because they're shit on fire when I rock, for God's sake
Pass me the microphone, I don't need a shovel to bury you
Need proof to start believing how sick I am?
You'd better be quiet, here's your disease and my shit'
This is a dangerous situation now, you know very well
The cheek is cheeky, but now it will be cheekless
Death delivery one hundred per hour, you have enough of this thing stinking
It washes to the bone, I guess that's why the team is also transparent
I'm forcing the pain, I'm breaking heads, where are those stretchers?
I smack your mom on the nose, now she's finally proud
Here's a compass for you to find your way, my dear rapper
When I finish the thing, the city looks like an apartment in a search engine
I'll slap you in the face and catapult you to Venus
First there was Lajka, you are the second bitch in the universe
I can't stand it anymore, I can't listen to my brother
These pimpeks are not worth a damn
Now your name is what you are, but I'm calling you Bob from tomorrow
Because you need to jump, and you're soft as a sponge
You screw up the verses, I cram the lyrics, it's funny, it's all a horror
You only know they're not good when I make you swallow them
Fuck, you're a faithful fool, you can't even give up on your own'
I hear you're a hearty guy, but I leave you without a pulse
Horse, are you waiting to get pumped up lyrically?
Ha?
I pray?
You can't pump up a bitch even when her days are fertile
Let me surgically cut you in half like a pro
With this, I kill you once and again
I'm afraid you won't pay me back double, I'm joking, sorry
I empty you inside, then I put the body back together
Wanna sound like me?
Here are dreams fulfilled
Now I put you on my arm and start talking
What?!