Lyrics of Kad Se Sjetim - Who See

Kad Se Sjetim - Who See
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Date of issue: 13.07.2014
Song language: Bosnian

Kad Se Sjetim

(original)
Prvi dim, prvi paket, prvi dzoint smotan
Male, nocno kupanje, a masu topla voda
Pa tutto completo kod Vejsa u stan onda
Nagari se repcina i zalemi se stotka
Tih godina, tih dana pila se dzus-votka
Dok je nisam ispegl’o i ne pijem je otad
Poslije samo Rizling i kisela voda
A kvalitet se pusio kad donesu s broda
Svratimo do sopa da krademo hip-hopa
Na kasete original k’o bugarska roba
Dina kolor sprejevi, isarana soba
Jer nije imala Montana u doba Sloba
Nekad subotom doma kad me moji kazne
Sto nisam im’o para pa sam mor’o da maznem
Flomaster, kasete i jos stvari razne
Pa bjezimo od gazde dok nam psuje mater
A po' ure kasnije gruva geto blastr
Idemo u park jer je zakazano na fr
Kad dobijem batine mala mi stavlja flaster
Ali poslije i oni dobiju batina, bate
Ref.
2x
E, kad se sjetim
K’o da je bilo juče, kako vrijeme leti
Kad se slike sa PC-ja sumiraju
Dominiraju one dje nema roditelja sto se nerviraju
Da se ovi slucajno ne drogiraju
Doma se ne savijaju, u studiju su, snimaju
Na finalnu granicu hip-hopa tija doba
Probao repovat' direktno u program
Nove tekstove Klapine na bitove Big Papine
Nista ne zapinje, sve tekstove napamet
Dani kad smo, jednostavno, bili vani non-stop
Hip-hop i danas isto k’o lani
Kad smo bili mali, underground rime pisali
Ime za grupu smisljali, kasete skupljali
Prvi nastupi, probit' led, iskustva skupit'
Jedva pare za cigare skupim
Svesku imam, hemijsku kupim
Pola Marke mi ostane da se vratim kuci
Kad u Skaljare pocnemo rime valjane
Old school beat-ovi, rima dalje nastavlja se
Pjeske put grada, autobus do Kampa
A ako zakasnim, pjeske putem Prva bokeska brigada
Ref
Budim se ujutro i crkavam od gladi
Nismo ni izasli iz pelena, a rep se radi
Dva kasetofona, jedan snima, rima se mlati
Par godina poslije i dalje glupi i mladi
I dalje rep se radi pa studio kad se plati
Snima se bez brige 'oce li da se isplati
Doma me gledaju cudno, a ja se inatim
E kad se sjetim, pozelim da se vratim
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2x
(translation)
The first smoke, the first package, the first joint rolled up
Small, night swimming, and a lot of hot water
Pa tutto completo kod Vejsa u stan onda
The turnip is scorched and a hundred are sold
In those years, in those days, they drank juice vodka
Until I ironed it and haven't drunk it since
Afterwards only Riesling and sour water
And the quality smoked when they brought it from the ship
Let's stop by the sopa to steal hip-hop
The cassette is as original as Bulgarian goods
Dina color sprays, painted room
Because she didn't have Montana in Slob's time
Sometimes on Saturdays at home when mine punish me
I didn't have the money, so I had to swindle
Felt-tip pen, cassettes and other things
So we run away from the boss while our mother curses
And an hour later the ghetto blast blast
We are going to the park because it is scheduled for Fr.
When I get beaten up, the little one puts a band-aid on me
But later they get beaten up, dude
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2x
Well, when I think about it
It's like yesterday, time flies
When images from a PC are summarized
Dominated by those children who have no parents who are annoyed
That these are not accidentally drugged
They don't bend at home, they are in the studio, recording
To the final frontier of hip-hop that era
Tried to rap directly into the program
New lyrics of Klapina on the bits of Big Papina
Nothing gets stuck, all the texts by heart
The days when we were simply out there non-stop
Hip-hop is the same today as last year
When we were little, underground rhymes were written
They came up with a name for the group, they collected cassettes
First performances, breaking the ice, gathering experiences
I can barely make money on cigars
I have a notebook, I buy a chemical one
Half of Mark is left for me to return home
When we start rolling rhymes in Skaljare
Old school beats, the rhyme continues
Sand road to town, bus to Camp
And if I'm late, walk the First Boxing Brigade
Ref
I wake up in the morning and starve to death
We didn’t even get out of the diaper, and the tail is working
Two cassette players, one recording, rhyme beating
A couple of years later still stupid and young
The tail is still done and the studio when it is paid
It is filmed without worrying about whether it pays off
They look at me strangely at home, and I resent it
When I think about it, I want to go back
Ref.
2x
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