Translation of the song lyrics Generacija XXX - Jantar

Generacija XXX (original)

Ovo sranje neće nikad biti dobro, k’o ni bijelac
Koji maže se sa govnom da bi 'zgledao k’o crnac
Ja sa tobom suosjećam, ali nisam psihijatar
I ne vjeruješ u Bogu, jer ukaz’o ti se Jantar
Smatram, da bi treb’o otići satran, gledat' nebo
Možda imaš 300 Watt-a, al' u ušima sa snare-om
I ster’o bi te najrađe u kurac, ali ne smijem
Jantar mi je rek’o, da isključivo u pjesmi je
Tema jakog battle-a, di udaram da uginu svi
Jer svaki drugi petak, koljen k’o da je trinaesti
Al' ime si prekrižio i pokazao se s novim
Samo zato da se zbližimo, a uopće ne postojim
S tvojom repom igram košarku, jer stalno radim duplo
Unutra je bulletproof sranje, kada stojiš mi na putu
Ni da spojiš ovu grudu snijega, kaj se tu nakuplja
Ne bi dobio takvo znanje, jer ovo je dan poslije sutra
Nema milosti, lomi se mic, trgaju trake
Jantar droljo, bez pitanja, tu je Beatanga Vargek
Jebemo ti mater!
«Jer si veći šupak i od čmara nimfomanke»
Nema milosti, lomi se mic, trgaju trake
Jantar droljo, bez pitanja, tu je Beatanga Vargek
Jebemo ti mater!
«Jer si veći šupak i od čmara nimfomanke»
Radim clip-ove za klipane, ekipa me ne kuži
Vadim slikovne rečenice k’o djeca nakon užine
Posluži se na stolu, al' se hranimo sa sirovim
Pa trpate u sebe da osjećate se sigurnim
Gledam elemente, da zaključim kaj unutra je
K’o Jantarov album, Jedna ljubav, a kurva je
Život mi ne peachy kak' sam brij’o da je Kornu
Dok ostali su napuhani, k’o da žive u balonu
Vargek i Jantar u igri da dignu prašinu u biznisu
Jer danas prašina, je neš' kaj davno zvijezde bile su
Miris pičketina dalje ih tjera da vise tu
Uključim ventilator, da jašu Vjetar k’o Winnetou
Rep studentima radim sranja i to svima tu
Lomim im jebene stolice, pa padaju na ispitu
Jednom ja smrskam facu, moram svima jer isti su
To je tak' kad žele kupit.
duhovnu hranu na iksicu
Nema milosti, lomi se mic, trgaju trake
Jantar droljo, bez pitanja, tu je Beatanga Vargek
Jebemo ti mater!
«Jer si veći šupak i od čmara nimfomanke»
Nema milosti, lomi se mic, trgaju trake
Jantar droljo, bez pitanja, tu je Beatanga Vargek

(translation)

This shit will never be good, neither will a white man
Who smears himself with shit to look like a black man
I sympathize with you, but I'm not a psychiatrist
And you don't believe in God, because Amber appeared to you
I think that you should go to Satran, look at the sky
Maybe you have 300 Watts, but in your ears with a snare
I would like to kick you in the ass, but I can't
Jantar told me that it is exclusively in the song
The theme of a strong battle, I strike so that everyone dies
Because every other Friday, it's like it's the thirteenth
But you crossed out the name and showed up with a new one
Just to get closer, and I don't exist at all
I play basketball with your tail, because I always do double
It's bulletproof shit inside, when you stand in my way
You can't even put this snowball together, what is accumulating there
He would not get such knowledge, because this is the day after tomorrow
There is no mercy, the mic is breaking, the tapes are tearing
Amber slut, no questions asked, it's Beatanga Vargek
Fuck your mother!
«Because you are a bigger asshole than a nymphomaniac bitch»
There is no mercy, the mic is breaking, the tapes are tearing
Amber slut, no questions asked, it's Beatanga Vargek
Fuck your mother!
«Because you are a bigger asshole than a nymphomaniac bitch»
I make clips for clippers, the team doesn't hire me
I make picture sentences like children after a snack
It is served on the table, but we eat it raw
So you stuff yourself to feel safe
I look at the elements, to infer what's inside
Like Jantar's album, One love, and it's a whore
My life is not peachy as I thought it was in Korna
While the others are inflated, as if they live in a bubble
Vargek and Jantar in the game to kick up the dust in business
Because today the dust is like the stars long ago
The smell of cookies keeps them hanging there
I turn on the fan, to ride the Wind like Winnetou
I do shit to rap students and to everyone there
I break their fucking chairs, so they fail the exam
Once I crush the face, I have to everyone because they are the same
That's when they want to buy.
spiritual food in a pinch
There is no mercy, the mic is breaking, the tapes are tearing
Amber slut, no questions asked, it's Beatanga Vargek
Fuck your mother!
«Because you are a bigger asshole than a nymphomaniac bitch»
There is no mercy, the mic is breaking, the tapes are tearing
Amber slut, no questions asked, it's Beatanga Vargek