Translation of the song lyrics Komentarišu deca - Juice

Komentarišu deca (original)

Pesmama koje je zborio detinjstvo vam je stvorio
Šminkere osporio, velika vrata otvorio
Igricu oborio i uz vas se preporodio
I hvala vam na tome, meni hvala ne treba
Žmurim zatvorenih ušiju poput tetreba
Dok vodim ljubav štetočine koriste taj gest
Kad izađe Hiphopium, reperi nemaju šta jest'
Jer se zna ko je the best samo pitanje je želje
Kada zadignem ti suknjicu i počnem da te deljem
Pravim novo odeljenje, tvoje novo otkrovenje
Tvoja mala jače stenje jer danas ste me sreli
Al zbog toga budi happy, nemoj padati u hejt
Ima i luđih stvari, zamisli da nisi strejt
Onda bi bilo obrnuto, pomalo uvrnuto
Poznata je izreka: «ne može niko s Juiceom»
Who’s the sickest in the game
The world is still mine
Balls to rap
Ten years later still a hip-hop slave
Flow so tight
Who’s the sickest in the game
Let me explain
Drop the mics
Balls to rap
Flow so tight
Moj je život prelep, nemoj biti zavidan
Nego radi na sebi iskoristi svaki dan
U vodu pada svaki plan jer život odlučuje sam
Ti biraš samo smer, posle kaži nije fer
I zašto se ponašaš k’o pravi peder?
Kad bio sam diler davao sam na ler
DJ je hladni, ortaci su mi gladni
Dani su teški, gadni, tu su Velja, Luni, Koki
Tu je Jovča, tu je Jokić, tu sam ja, tu je Voke
Ajde sad lagano sve u muriju prijavi
Radi se o tvojoj glavi, za mene joint zavij
Zla, Kobas i FU, minli i dalje radi
Nije stvar u popularnosti već u stvarnosti
Ova pesma zanosi i ne da mi da kuliram
Uz hip-hop kuliram, dišem i stimulišem
Kroz krv cirkulišem da preformulišem
Bolesno vreme je došlo, nedostaje vam impuls
Imam maljave grudi, dođi da mi ližeš nipples
I represent FU for my people
All i see is death, blind, red and
Who’s the sickest in the game
The world is still mine
Balls to rap
Ten years later still a hip-hop slave
Flow so tight
Who’s the sickest in the game
Let me explain
Drop the mics
Balls to rap
Flow so tight

Komentarišu deca (translation)

He created your childhood songs with songs
He challenged the make-up artists, opened the big door
He knocked down the game and was reborn with you
And thank you for that, I don't need thank you
I squint with my ears closed like a grouse
While making love pests use that gesture
When Hiphopium comes out, rappers have nothing to eat '
Because knowing who the best is is just a matter of desire
When I lift your skirt and start sharing you
I'm making a new department, your new revelation
Your little one moans louder because you met me today
But because of that, be happy, don't fall in love
There are crazy things, imagine you're not straight
Then it would be the other way around, a little weird
There is a famous saying: "no one can with Juice"
Who’s the sickest in the game
The world is still mine
Balls to rap
Ten years later still hip-hop fame
Flow so tight
Who’s the sickest in the game
Let me explain
Drop the mics
Balls to rap
Flow so tight
My life is beautiful, don't be envious
Use it on yourself every day
Every plan falls into the water because life decides for itself
You just choose the direction, then say it's not fair
And why are you acting like a real fagot?
When I was a dealer, I gave up
The DJ is cold, my friends are hungry
The days are hard, nasty, there are Velja, Luna, Koki
There is Jovča, there is Jokić, there is me, there is Voke
Let's report everything to the police now
It's about your head, for me, a joint wrap
Evil, Cobas and FU, the past is still working
It’s not a matter of popularity but of reality
This song is captivating and I can't let it cool down
With hip-hop, I cool, breathe and stimulate
I circulate through the blood to reformulate
Sick time has come, you lack impulse
I have hairy breasts, come lick my nipples
I represent FU for my people
All i see is death, blind, red and
Who’s the sickest in the game
The world is still mine
Balls to rap
Ten years later still hip-hop fame
Flow so tight
Who’s the sickest in the game
Let me explain
Drop the mics
Balls to rap
Flow so tight