Lyrics of Podzemie - Kontrafakt, Laris Diam

Podzemie (original)

Neska všetci žúrujú a kúrujú, iba tá holka odvedla
Na mňa dajak blbo čumí, buď sa jej lúbim, alebo mój bicykel, alebo me album,
alebo ma súdi ešte len, vlastne viem, myslí si, že moji kamoši vykradli jej
vchod
Každý iba húli, cíga v papuli, úškrny, opretý o múry
Ruky vbok, asi sme neprišli vhod
Nestíham žiť ich život, nestíham žiť ani ten svoj
Ludia sú pokrytci, ale né všetci
Zažil som tolko vecí, čo si nestíham pamätať
Život na hranici so mnou zametá
Boh ma skúša, ja to cítim, ja to cítim, ja to cítim
Je tu pohoda more, každý ťa tu má v p.,
Nakoniec možno aj dobre, aspoň je klud a chill
Zmizneme ako sneh, underground
Podzemie našich právd, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe
Papparazzi stoja pred domom
Cítia sa nesebavedomo
Utekajú predo mnou ako zajace
Nechcú mať odreté tváre betónom
Sú zbičovaní vlastným životom
Je mi lúto kokotov
Že im dojebal hlavy
Nejaký polo Róm, nejaký polo Róm (cigán)
Nejaký nakazený Romák
Zahodiť masku v tejto mŕtvej dobe
Budeš obeť u frustrovaných oviec
Ktoré nezaujíma vlastná spoveď
Prečo sa nikto na seba nepozre?
Utekám preč, aj keď sa nebojím
Nemóžem cítiť vaše správanie zo šablóny
Bez svojej masky pokojne si kráčam za svojim
Tu píšem pravdu, keď som so stokármi v podzemí
Je tu pohoda more, každý ťa tu má v p.,
Nakoniec možno aj dobre, aspoň je klud a chill
Zmizneme ako sneh, underground
Podzemie našich právd, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe
Som hudba na sto pro, som jej otrok
Kecám s luďmi každý deň, kecám s tebou, s tvojim fotrom
O tom ako spraviť pokrok na Slovensku, pochop
Vychoval ma hip-hop do milióna podôb
Robím rap, necítim hate, ani sentiment (dement)
V podzemí (v podzemí)
V podzemí (v podzemí)
V podzemí (v podzemí)
V podzemí (v podzemí)
Je tu pohoda more, každý ťa tu má v p.,
Nakoniec možno aj dobre, aspoň je klud a chill
Zmizneme ako sneh, underground
Podzemie našich právd, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe

(translation)

Neska everyone fucks and heats, only the girl took her away
Dajak stupidly stares at me, either I like her, or my bike, or my album,
or he's still judging me, I actually know, she thinks my friends robbed her
entrance
Everyone just a stick, a cigar in a papule, smirks, leaning against the walls
Hands on, we probably didn't come in handy
I can't live their lives, I can't live my own
People are hypocrites, but not all
I've experienced so many things I can't remember
Life on the border sweeps with me
God tests me, I feel it, I feel it, I feel it
The sea is cool, everyone has you here,
In the end, maybe even well, at least it's quiet and chill
We disappear like snow, underground
The underground of our truths, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe
Papparazzi are standing in front of the house
They feel unconscious
They run away from me like rabbits
They don't want to have abraded faces with concrete
They are flogged with their own lives
I'm sorry for the dicks
That he fucked up their heads
Some polo Roma, some polo Roma (gypsy)
Some infected Romani
Drop the mask in this dead time
You will be the victim of frustrated sheep
Which does not interest their own confession
Why doesn't anyone look at each other?
I'm running away, even if I'm not afraid
I can't feel your behavior from the template
Without my mask, I walk calmly
I am writing the truth here when I am with the sewers underground
The sea is cool, everyone has you here,
In the end, maybe even well, at least it's quiet and chill
We disappear like snow, underground
The underground of our truths, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe
I'm music for a hundred, I'm her slave
I talk to people every day, I talk to you, with your fuck
Understand how to make progress in Slovakia
He raised me hip-hop in a million ways
I do rap, I don't feel hate or sentiment (dementia)
In the underground (underground)
In the underground (underground)
In the underground (underground)
In the underground (underground)
The sea is cool, everyone has you here,
In the end, maybe even well, at least it's quiet and chill
We disappear like snow, underground
The underground of our truths, nehehe, nehehe, nehehe