Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nejsem , by - Yzomandias. Song from the album Ze Dna, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: milion+
Song language: Czech
Nejsem(original) |
| Nevidím vás, to sou dioptrický mí brejle |
| Neříkej nic, pšt |
| Real talk boy, co bylo to bylo (řekni co) |
| Co sme si, to sme si (piče) |
| Lidi jsou svině, já na ně mám smůlu (hadi) |
| Chce se se mnou soudit táta (moj tatko a piča) |
| A ta piča co dělala kamaráda ta hrála (snitch) |
| Včera byla práskat, nenávist a láska (hola) |
| Dvě strany má mince |
| Každej chce bejt Mrázek nebo Montana (bang-bang) |
| Každej je kamarád mafiána (brum-brum) |
| Je 5:25 měl bych jít spát a |
| Reset, za pět, za deset půl pátý |
| Přitom je šest (ráno) |
| Na to jak umřít přes milion cest (vyber si sám, zvol si) |
| A cejtím se jakože moje je rap (rap, život) |
| Já sem swag, tak nenáviď mě (Logic je zmrd) teď je to v módě |
| Enyky benyky, každej nakonec bude hulit dick |
| Co, prostě ne! |
| Neděláme ten shit jinak (ne) |
| Nezaprodat se ale vydělat |
| Říkám hoe už bylo toho moc (vela) |
| Říkám jí už bylo toho vela |
| Ale miluju jí furt, stage je můj kurt |
| A moje tráva dává křídla, něco jako RedBull |
| Pojď tomu volume na full, další CD coming soon |
| Já chci kapsu plnou peněz ale není zlato nad sůl |
| Já miluju jí furt, stage je můj kurt |
| A moje tráva dává křídla, něco jako RedBull |
| Pojď tomu volume na full, další CD coming soon |
| Já chci kapsu plnou peněz ale není zlato nad sůl (nene) |
| (translation) |
| I can't see you, they're my eyeglasses |
| Don't say anything, shh |
| Real talk boy what it was like (say what) |
| What we are, we are (pussy) |
| People are pigs, I'm unlucky (snakes) |
| Dad wants to go to court with me (my dad and pussy) |
| And the pussy that made her friend she played (snitch) |
| Yesterday was crackling, hatred and love (hola) |
| The coin has two sides |
| Everyone wants to be Mrázek or Montana (bang-bang) |
| Everyone is a friend of the mobster (brum-brum) |
| It's 5:25 I should go to bed and |
| Reset, five, ten-thirty |
| There are six (morning) |
| On how to die over a million ways (choose for yourself, choose for yourself) |
| And I feel like mine is rap (rap, life) |
| I'm swag, so hate me (Logic sucks) now it's in vogue |
| Enyky benyky, everyone will eventually shout a dick |
| What, just not! |
| We don't do that shit otherwise (no) |
| But don't sell to make money |
| I say hoe it was too much (vela) |
| I'm telling her she's had it |
| But I love her all the time, the stage is my court |
| And my grass gives wings, something like RedBull |
| Come volume to full, another CD coming soon |
| I want a pocket full of money but there is no gold over salt |
| I love her all the time, the stage is my court |
| And my grass gives wings, something like RedBull |
| Come volume to full, another CD coming soon |
| I want a pocket full of money but there is no gold over salt (no) |