
Date of issue: 24.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Bosnian
Atak(original) |
Mama oprosti ako sam te ikad razočarao |
Zbog ovog načina života sam sam put stvarao |
Ljude nisam varao, već su oni mene varali |
Hteo sam da znam za dinar kolko bi se karali |
I izdali te onda kad se najmanje nadaš |
Hteo sam da znam osećaj kad u zamku padaš |
Da bih se opekao i to znao za drugi put |
Ovaj život je kratak ali itekako skup |
U mom poslu mnogo đubradi, džukela, džibera |
Ljudi koji rade bez svog dela lica imena |
Potcenjuju me zbog njihove trenutne slave |
Ali u prednosti sam jer sam naučio da padnem |
I kad ih sretnem gladne to je susret istine |
Oni su niko i ništa slava brzo izmiče |
A ulica se otvori, ko vulkan za minut guta |
Zato brzo grabe, da bi mi se sklonili sa puta |
Atak na 93 je samo pokušaj |
Ugašen i zgažen kao jebeni opušak |
Ja nisam underground, življi sam od reke |
Underground je mrtav reper ispod zemlje |
Beogradski satovi kucaju mnogo brže |
Naše ulice su brze, pravac ne mogu da drže |
Svi oni koji ne pripadaju nama |
Srbija je Zoo vrt, ograda je Balkan |
Rime trošim u minutu, ko Capone doboš tompsona |
Pozitivan na keš kao hit Medžik Džonsona |
Život je ko BMW, pa ga teram u crveno |
Ako bogatstvo je stranputica, odavno sam skreno |
Jer koji kurac dišem ako dah mi nije plaćen |
Titula je euro, na penalu sam ko Pančev |
Svet je mnogo lepši kad ga gledaš kao mi |
Kroz cvikere made in Italy |
93, ti ne kapiraš ovo ali tvoje dete hoće |
Da bi FU bio shvaćen treba ceo vek da prođe |
Džep, džep mora da je pun kad napuni se sveska |
Naše linije su otisci zarađenog keša |
Koliko ću još hiljada puta još očima da zakolutam |
Koliko hiljada eura da izbroji moja ruka |
Kolko hiljade hejtera me čeka po kraju luta |
Koliko hiljada fejkera moji reči će da guta |
A sutra kad sranje ne mogu da svare |
Čukaće po netu negativne komentare |
Kad bi smeli da se jave lupao bi im šamare |
Zato što su cave male što keš ne znaju da prave |
Pa im smeta što smo glave jedine u igri prave |
Nismo na nivou jednog dana živimo te dane |
Punimo te šare, pušite nam kare |
Voke broji pare, pozdravi sad palme |
Tolko smo puta već palili preko bare |
Da nam više nije first da prelećemo okeane |
Poletim jedan, kad sletim već drugi dan |
Je nemam vremena za džet leg, u glavi već novi plan je |
(translation) |
Mom sorry if I ever disappointed you |
Because of this way of life, I created the path myself |
I didn't cheat people, they cheated on me |
I wanted to know how much they would fight for a dinar |
And betray you when you least expect it |
I wanted to know the feeling when you fall into a trap |
To get burned and know it for the second time |
This life is short but very expensive |
There are a lot of garbage, mutts, garbage in my business |
People who work without their work face names |
They underestimate me because of their current fame |
But I have the advantage because I learned to fall |
And when I meet them hungry it is a meeting of truth |
They are nobody and nothing fame quickly slips away |
And the street opened up like a volcano swallowing in a minute |
So they grab me quickly to get out of my way |
An attack on 93 is just an attempt |
Extinguished and trampled like a fucking cigarette butt |
I'm not underground, I'm more alive than the river |
Underground is a dead rapper underground |
Belgrade clocks are ticking much faster |
Our streets are fast, they can't keep the direction |
All those who do not belong to us |
Serbia is the Zoo, the fence is the Balkans |
I spend rhyme in a minute, when Capone gets a Thompson |
Positive on cash as Magic Johnson's hit |
Life is like a BMW, so I drive it red |
If wealth is a diversion, I have long since turned away |
Because what the fuck am I breathing if my breath isn't paid |
The title is the euro, I'm on the penalty spot like Pancev |
The world is much more beautiful when you look at it like we do |
Through cvikere made in Italy |
93, you don't get this but your child will |
It takes a whole century for FU to be understood |
Pocket, the pocket must be full when the notebook is filled |
Our lines are prints of earned cash |
How many more times will I roll my eyes |
How many thousands of euros to count my hand |
How many thousands of haters are waiting for me at the end of the wandering |
How many thousands of fakers my words will swallow |
And tomorrow when shit I can't digest |
There will be negative comments on the net |
If they dared to call, he would slap them |
Because the caves are small because they don't know how to make cash |
So it bothers them that we are the only real heads in the game |
We are not at the level of one day we live those days |
We fill those patterns, smoke our curries |
Voke is counting the money, now greet the palm trees |
We've burned across the pond so many times already |
That we are no longer the first to cross the oceans |
I take off one, when I land the other day |
I don't have time for a jet leg, a new plan is already in my head |
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