Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 90te , by - Separ. Song from the album Buldozér, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DMS
Song language: Slovak
90te(original) |
| Vyťahané béžové pančuchy manchesterové gate |
| Umelí zelení vojaci, hodiny vojny v blate |
| Čiernobiele fotky na ktorých sa odpúšťate |
| čo má kazeta spoločné s ceruzou si pamätáte? |
| Na malej, dvesto nebolo vác jak … |
| Do ruky termix a von na chrbte s lukom |
| V bráne odstavená najmocnějša BMX na dvore |
| Som vedel flekovať tak že lubne boli v pozore |
| Od rána do tmy vonku kým zažli lampy |
| Mamky kričali z okien rozpúšťali bandy |
| Všeci boly rovnakí nikto nerešil handry |
| Jebnuté deti pád komunizmu kopec srandy |
| Neboli mobili debili nesedeli doma |
| Keď si ich chcel nájsť musel si behať jak puma |
| Všetky fleky, potom pískat pod oknami znova |
| Všeci boli furt vonku však taká bola doba |
| Vracam sa späť do tej doby keď sa nosily traky |
| Držaly neforemné kaky, manchesterstraky a traky |
| Sme boli všeci, cvičky trenky účes rovnaký |
| Zbierali céčka, kradli značky áut a odznaky |
| Nebol laptop, mobily, xbox, ani domáce kino |
| To ozajstné kino bolo čo vonku sa žilo |
| Bola pevná linka zvonček kde sme sa dohodli |
| Boli tri pevné miesta kde vždy bol niekto bez dohody |
| Neboli hypermarkety, obchody velké jak tescá |
| Boli malí obchodníci čo poznali tie decká |
| Si predstav kedysi boli štyri malinovky |
| Startky, šarli, petri a žiadne davidovky |
| Nákup na týžden sa dal zvládnuť za kilo |
| V podstate jak teraz len kilo hodnotu zmenilo |
| Ťažko to vysvetliť bolo to iné na živo |
| Bolo tak málo veci aj tak nám to k šťastiu stačilo |
| (translation) |
| Pulled beige Manchester gate stockings |
| Artificial green soldiers, hours of war in the mud |
| Black and white photos you forgive |
| what does the cartridge have to do with the pencil do you remember? |
| For a small, two hundred there was nothing more than… |
| In the hand of a termix and out on the back with a bow |
| The most powerful BMX in the yard parked in the gate |
| I knew how to spot so they were alert |
| From morning until dark outside until the lamps came on |
| Moms screamed from the windows dissolving the bands |
| They were all the same no one solved the rags |
| Fucking children fall communism hill fun |
| They were not mobile morons sitting at home |
| When you wanted to find them, you had to run like a cougar |
| All stains, then whistle under the windows again |
| Everyone was still out, but that was the time |
| I'm going back to the time when the straps were worn |
| They held amorphous cocoa, manchester straps and straps |
| We were all trainers shorts hairstyle the same |
| They collected checkers, stole car signs and badges |
| There was no laptop, cell phone, xbox, or home theater |
| That real cinema was what people lived outside |
| There was a landline bell where we agreed |
| There were three fixed places where there was always someone without an agreement |
| They weren't hypermarkets, shops as big as you could |
| There were little merchants who knew the kids |
| Imagine once there were four raspberries |
| Starters, scarlet feathers, petri and no davidovky |
| Shopping for a week could be handled per kilo |
| Basically, as of now, just a pound of value has changed |
| It's hard to explain, it was different live |
| There were so few things, but it was enough for us |