Lyrics of Nevíš Co Sem Dělal Dřív - Smack, Igor

Nevíš Co Sem Dělal Dřív (original)

Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it
Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it
Ne, nevíš jaká sme generace
Nevíš jaký to je když vod mala jede hustle
Znám lidi kterým není ani dvacet
Jsou schopný věcí, bys zvracel
Prachy změnily tvůj pohled na svět
Vo to víc se ti musej vracet
Někomu stačí jenom sedět v kanclu
Někdo chce víc, proto jede v hustlu
Nevíte co sme za generaci
Nevíte co sme dělali
Jak sme se chovali, když sme vyrůstali
Jenom sme hulili a věděli, že chceme prachy
Když jedeš rap, život ho jede taky
Když žiješ tvrdě rap, bude tvrdej taky
A podle vás sme my smradi
Jen protože nejsme hippiesáci jak vy
NE, vy nevíte jak sme to měli!
Nikdo z nás ze sebe nedělá to, co není
Pamatuju si na období, kdy každej sellil
I lidi u kterých bys to fakt nečekal byli ready!
Nejeden z nás musel dělat dřepy na fízlech,
Ale sedět jsme nikdo nebyl
Klidně dál říkej že sme jenom děti
Stejně kupuješ weed od takových jako sme my .byli
Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it
Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it
Bylo mi osmnáct, psal jsem pro street
Pro českej rozhlas sem psal profily
Vydělal sem hrozný množství peněz
Stačilo mi napsat pár profilů denně
Sto tisíc měsíčně, se směju
Neřeším nic, utrácím jak dement
Hadry, weed, drogy beru!
A kde je těch sto litrů měsíčně, nevím
Najednou pro mě práce už není
Tak jedu dál, postávám u školy, sellim
Většinu toho mála, co vydělám prohulím
Pak ve škole sedím a čumím jak debil
Nevím nic, neptej se mě, neznám
Budík zvoní, vypnu ho, nevstávám
Šprti nespali zesraný z maturit
Ale samý jedničky sem nakonec měl já!
Cool story, true story
Ale to co mám, nemám ze školy
A není to zo stoky hore, spíš ze shora dolů, pak zpátky nahoru
Jo, správně, zpátky nahoru!
Music je to, co mě umí vrátit nahoru
Mám archetyp 51, koncerty a sety všude a rádio k tomu
Za noc dám někdy I tři bookingy
Pak nasednu do auta a vrátím se domu
Rozepíšu bombu, v osm ráno usnu
V poledne se probudím a vrátím se k tomu
Vrátím se k tomu
Už nechci hustlit, chci mít klid, chci prodávat jen hudbu a furt jsem zkurveně
vysoko, mám bomby, házím je dolů!
Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it
Ty nevíš co sem dělal dřív
Uděláš to jednou a pak musíš dat repeat,
Vzal sem si klidně mobil vod cizince, co se opil
Moje hobby, možná proti morálce je
Ale fuck it

(translation)

You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it
You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it
No, you don't know what generation we are
You don't know what it's like when the water was going thick
I know people who aren't even twenty
They're capable of things you'd throw up
The dust has changed your view of the world
You have to come back to you all the more
Someone just needs to sit in the office
Someone wants more, so he goes in dense
You don't know what kind of generation we are
You don't know what we did
How we behaved when we were growing up
We just screwed up and knew we wanted money
When you go rap, life goes by him too
If you live hard rap, it will be hard too
And according to you, we stink
Just because we're not hippies like you
NO, you don't know how we had it!
None of us makes what we are not
I remember a period when everyone sold
Even people you wouldn't really expect were ready!
Not one of us had to do squats,
But we were nobody sitting
Feel free to keep saying we're just kids
You still buy weed from people like us
You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it
You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it
I was eighteen, I wrote for the street
I wrote profiles for Czech Radio
He made a lot of money here
All I had to do was write a few profiles a day
One hundred thousand a month, I laugh
I don't solve anything, I spend like dementia
Rags, weed, I take drugs!
And I don't know where those hundred liters a month are
Suddenly there is no work for me anymore
So I keep going, I stand at the school, sellim
I'll spend most of the little I earn
Then I sit at school and watch like an idiot
I don't know anything, don't ask me, I don't know
The alarm rings, I turn it off, I don't get up
The nerds didn't sleep matured from high school
But in the end, I had only one!
Cool story, true story
But I don't have what I have from school
And it's not from the sewer up, rather from the top down, then back up
Yeah, right, back to top!
Music is what can get me back up
I have archetype 51, concerts and sets everywhere and a radio for that
I sometimes give three bookings a night
Then I get in the car and return home
I'll drop the bomb, I'll fall asleep at eight in the morning
I'll wake up at noon and come back to it
I'll get back to that
I don't want to inflate anymore, I want to be calm, I just want to sell music and I'm still fucking
high, I have bombs, I'm throwing them down!
You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it
You don't know what I used to do
You do it once and then you have to give repeat,
I calmly took the cell phone of a stranger who got drunk
My hobby, maybe it's against morality
But fuck it