Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ulice, artist - Letu Stuke. Album song The Best Of, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 21.04.2017
Record label: MenART
Song language: Bosnian
Ulice(original) |
| Uvijek je bilo isto |
| Zakone je reala |
| Sirova koža, meso |
| Zlatom sve do para |
| I trči, radi, trpi |
| Hrani se i množi |
| Otimaj, kradi, varaj |
| Pred očima božijim |
| Vazda su želje iste |
| Život ideala |
| Ugodi tijelu pa ga bodi |
| Sto igala |
| I nije važnio je li droga ili joga |
| Samo je bitno čemu dođeš putem toga |
| Ja se baš ne razumijem |
| Ja malo šta umijem |
| Moje su ulice u zlatnom ramu |
| Ja se baš i ne poznajem |
| Samo prepoznajem kada svjetlo |
| Promoli kroz tamu |
| (monotono monotono) |
| Seks je u glavi |
| Svi ga slave kao totem |
| Nisam muškarac ako s bojnog polja odem |
| I popij oči |
| Krvi loči, al' se bori |
| Za tuđi račun i nejasan teritorij |
| Nije sve tužno |
| Imamo i zabavljače |
| Novu elitu |
| Nove talente pjevače |
| Rastu ko gljive |
| Euforičan je prizor |
| Plovim kroz dimove i ne palim televizor |
| Ja se baš ne razumijem |
| Ja malo šta umijem |
| Moje su ulice u zlatnom ramu |
| Ja se baš i ne poznajem |
| Samo prepoznajem kada svjetlo |
| Promoli kroz tamu |
| Sinovac, sve što treba ti je novac |
| (puši kurac) |
| Sinovac, uči li te tako otac? |
| (puši kurac) |
| Oca mi ne diraj |
| (translation) |
| It was always the same |
| She realized the laws |
| Raw leather, meat |
| Gold all the way to money |
| And run, work, suffer |
| It feeds and multiplies |
| Kidnap, steal, cheat |
| Before the eyes of God |
| The desires are always the same |
| A life of ideals |
| Please the body and stab it |
| One hundred needles |
| And it didn’t matter if it was drugs or yoga |
| It just matters what you come up with along the way |
| I don't really understand each other |
| I can do little |
| My streets are in a golden frame |
| I don't really know each other |
| I just recognize when the light |
| Pierce through the darkness |
| (monotonous monotonous) |
| Sex is in the head |
| Everyone celebrates him as a totem |
| I'm not a man if I leave the battlefield |
| And drink your eyes |
| He bleeds, but he fights |
| For someone else's account and unclear territory |
| Not everything is sad |
| We also have entertainers |
| A new elite |
| New talent singers |
| They grow like mushrooms |
| It is a euphoric sight |
| I sail through the smoke and don't turn on the TV |
| I don't really understand each other |
| I can do little |
| My streets are in a golden frame |
| I don't really know each other |
| I just recognize when the light |
| Pierce through the darkness |
| Son, all you need is money |
| (smokes dick) |
| Sons, does your father teach you that? |
| (smokes dick) |
| Don't touch my father |