Translation of the song lyrics Ulice Su Brze - Mcn

Ulice Su Brze (original)

15 godina kasnije
Znam da me želite i dalje
Slušaj sad
'N je ponovo tu
Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok ideš u školu
Ja sam tvoj idol, sa mnom živiš u bolu
I voleo bih da me pitaš da li je ovo ono pravo?
Mnogo njih je otišlo, a nije reklo: «Zdravo»
Mali, dobro klimni glavom
Jebeš Guči, Kavali, to nije ono pravo
Ono što imaš u glavi, to je ono pravo
Na ulici smo sami, idemo samo pravo
Pitaš se šta je moj život, da li me nešto muči?
Milion puta mrtav, pijan sam išao kući
Daleko od brata, oca i majke
Na nogama je Guči, nekad su bile Najke
Gazim gas u patos, nigde nikog nema
Moje ulice su mrtve, tamo nema 'N-a
Prerano smo odrasli jer ulica nam ne prašta
Jednom kad nas ne bude trajaće ova predstava
Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike
I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»
Po njima gazile su naše patike
Ulice su brze, ulice su brze
Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale
Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale
A naše želje svakim danom skakale
Ulice su brze
Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok se rolaš u džipu
Pitaš se da li te voli, ili ga duva onom liku
I sve ti je čudno, jebiga, pare su moć
Jedno oko je budno dok vozim pijan kroz noć
I želiš da me pitaš da li i ja patim?
Mnogo njih je otišlo, ortak, moraš to znati
Digni gore glavu, pravi pare jer to umeš
Nemoj izdati sebe zbog jedne jebene kurve
I nisu žene kurve, mi ih pravimo takvim
Mi ih činimo skupim, mi ih pravimo lakim
Sve one žele mir, kuću, decu i dom
Al' često sjebe ih hir na putu tom
Moj je život lom kada zavese padnu
I znam da nikog nema, opet sam sam u sranju
Prerano smo odrasli jer ulica nam ne prašta
Jednom kad nas ne bude, ostaju na nas sećanja
Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike
I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»
Po njima gazile su naše patike
Ulice su brze, ulice su brze
Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale
Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale
A naše želje svakim danom skakale
Ulice su brze
Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok ti ciklus kasni
I sve bi bilo okej da nije seks bez strasti
Da 50 eura ne košta tvoje «Volim te»
Iz male sredine pobegla od rodbine
Život je košmar, a ti se peglaš za lovu
Tamo odakle si došla ljudi žive u bolu
Vikendom na splavu, u klozetu gudriraš
Prihvati istinu pravu, ne laži svoje da studiraš
Nisi loša osoba, al' oko tebe je sve trulo
Nekom bila bi posebna, ovako zovu te kurvom
Zovu te nulom ribe koje su nule
Postoje mnogo bolje stvari koje raditi umeš
Budi jaka i svoja, zajebi alkohol, drogu
Na dnu bez imena, broja, svi te žele na krovu
Svi smo rasli zajedno, pa se malo bolje znamo
Tamo gde nebo plače, srešćemo se tamo
Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike
I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»
Po njima gazile su naše patike
Ulice su brze, ulice su brze
Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale
Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale
A naše želje svakim danom skakale
Ulice su brze

Ulice Su Brze (translation)

15 years later
I know you still want me
Listen now
'N is at it again
You listen to this rap on your way to school
I am your idol, you live with me in pain
And I would like you to ask me if this is the right one?
Many of them left without saying "Hello"
Little one, nod your head well
Fuck Gucci, Kavali, that's not real
What you have in your head is the right one
We are alone on the street, just go straight
You wonder what my life is, is something bothering me?
A million times dead, I went home drunk
Far from my brother, father and mother
On his feet are Gucci, once there were Nikes
I step on the gas in pathos, there is no one anywhere
My streets are dead, no 'N there
We grew up too soon because the street does not forgive us
Once we are gone, this show will go on
Streets are fast, they love losing warriors
And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"
Our sneakers stepped on them
The streets are fast, the streets are fast
While at night our mothers came home crying
Our teams beat everyone
And our desires jumped every day
The streets are fast
You listen to this rap while rolling in the jeep
You wonder if he loves you, or if he's blowing that character
And everything is strange to you, fuck, money is power
One eye is awake as I drive drunk through the night
And you want to ask me if I suffer too?
A lot of them are gone, man, you gotta know that
Keep your head up, make money because you can
Don't give yourself away for a fucking whore
And women are not whores, we make them so
We make them expensive, we make them easy
They all want peace, a house, children and a home
Al' often screw them up on the way there
My life is broken when the curtains fall
And I know there's no one, I'm alone in the shit again
We grew up too soon because the street does not forgive us
Once we are gone, our memories remain
Streets are fast, they love losing warriors
And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"
Our sneakers stepped on them
The streets are fast, the streets are fast
While at night our mothers came home crying
Our teams beat everyone
And our desires jumped every day
The streets are fast
You listen to this rap while your cycle is late
And everything would be okay if it wasn't sex without passion
That 50 euros does not cost your "I love you"
She ran away from her relatives from a small environment
Life is a nightmare, and you're looking for money
Where you came from, people live in pain
At the weekend on a raft, you poop in the toilet
Accept the truth, don't lie to yourself to study
You are not a bad person, but everything around you is rotten
She would be special to someone, this is how they call you a whore
They call you zero chicks that are zero
There are much better things you can do
Be strong and be yourself, screw alcohol, drugs
At the bottom with no name, no number, everyone wants you on the roof
We all grew up together, so we know each other a little better
Where the sky cries, we will meet there
Streets are fast, they love losing warriors
And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"
Our sneakers stepped on them
The streets are fast, the streets are fast
While at night our mothers came home crying
Our teams beat everyone
And our desires jumped every day
The streets are fast