Lyrics of Lanci - Ognjen, KEI, Kimmv

Lanci (original)

Biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog
Ja ne brinem i brze prestignem
Ti mrziš, jebi se, prskam na čelo tu belo kô Eminem
Nisu mi lanci oko vrata
Viču mi: «Mlad si», ja im tata
Visiće sa mene sranja zlatna, sluša nas i tvoja mama
Jednoga dana možda ti napravim brata, huh, drama
Tvoja mala ide sa nama, huh, fama
Radi svašta iza vrata mog stana
Ti nisi od prvoga dana — ne možeš da blejiš sa nama
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć, nekad sudiće nam Bog
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć, nekad sudiće nam Bog
KIMMV
Dugo se penjem ka vrhu, imam problem s poverenjem
Ne brini za svoju kučku, tu je — spava pored mene
Oduvek smo spremni za frku, neretko to je rešenje
Nemaš ti pare, ni obraz — to su samo tvoje želje
Ne brinem što nisu lanci na vratu, odavno ne radim za platu
Biće na stolu za braću, sve što se baci na vatru
Nismo drugari, bato, šta ste nam dali na startu?
Biće kristali, biće i zlato, ali samo za bandu
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog
Dijamanti u blatu, nije nakit na vratu, nov Armani na satu
Stavim par njih na platu, imam praznik u rancu
Nisam jangin u kraju, jangini rastu — plati mi nastup
Nisu dali mi šansu — nismo tražili dvaput
Slavi mi, slavi mi bandu, jer smo rasli u paklu (Slavi mi bandu)
Nikad tražili slavu, sad fali mi vazduh
Ne mogu da zaspim, još te tražim po gradu, bebe ne mogu stati
Ovo su sati kad samci laju, lanci da rane saniraju
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog
Ne brinem što nisu lanci
Oko vrata mog, biće i za brata mog
Divlje noći drže nas u zamci
Žene, flaše, moć - nekad sudiće nam Bog

(translation)

It will be for my brother too
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
I don't worry and overtake quickly
You hate, fuck you, I spray that white on your forehead like Eminem
No chains around my neck
They shout to me: "You are young", I am their dad
Golden shit will hang from me, your mom is also listening to us
One day I might make you a brother, huh, drama
Your little one is coming with us, huh, fama
He does all kinds of things behind the door of my apartment
You're not from day one — you can't bleat with us
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power, someday God will judge us
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power, someday God will judge us
KIMMV
I'm climbing to the top for a long time, I have a problem with confidence
Don't worry about your bitch, she's there — sleeping next to me
We are always ready for a fuss, often that is the solution
You have no money, no face — these are only your wishes
I don't worry that there are no chains on my neck, I haven't worked for a salary in a long time
It will be on the table for the brothers, everything that is thrown on the fire
We are not friends, bro, what did you give us at the start?
There will be crystals, there will be gold, but only for the gang
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
Diamonds in the mud, not jewelry on the neck, new Armani on the watch
I put a couple of them on my salary, I have a holiday in my backpack
I'm not jangin at the end, jangins are growing — pay me to perform
They didn't give me a chance — we didn't ask twice
Praise me, praise the gang, cause we grew up in hell (Give me the gang)
Never sought fame, now I'm short of air
I can't sleep, I'm still looking for you around town, babies can't stop
These are the hours when singles bark, chains to mend wounds
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
I don't worry that they aren't chains
Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
Wild nights keep us trapped
Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us