Lyrics and translation Djecaci - H323

H323

MC Vojko Vrućina
Jedan takav Vojko čući u svima
Vlakom do knina, busom u perković
Svezanih očiju pješke do sinja
Dila sam doga, donnia sam darka
Patka sam ponija, ponia sam patka
Krema se sprema, skačem iz drače
Sa mačem toliko oštrim da ga nema

Mušice u glavi, mačići u savi
Svlačim te u hipu, gaćice u travi
Svačime se bavim, nađi me u menzi
Hrana nije fensi, ali začine joj stavim
Loš je duši, ali dobar je šahu
Beba je u kući, soba je u mraku
Film na ekranu, dim je u zraku
Dodirnem ti ruku, žvačem žvaku

Mali vazali nazalnih vokala
Slomljeni bokali na podu lokala
Letim kroz vrijeme, sjajim ka fenjer
U 2007. MC turgenjev
Sadim sumnju u srcu scene
Tvornički beatovi i stihovi od pjene
Sklizavi likovi izlaze iz sjene
Sklizavi likovi izlaze iz sjene

Sherlock i watson, zagor i čiko
Batman i robin, thompson i tiho
Riječ majci, dječaci u stanu
Stavim low gravity i bacim bananu
Tupak, tripak, tetrapak vina
Runda rakije, bunda od dupina
Palimo trube, palimo bine
Stanemo u opuzen krast mandarine

Bekend, forhend, skinhed igra
Radimo torbe od albino tigra
Big up! Big up! Bigamija bejbe
Zakrvavim sve ša stavim na sebe
Rime krvavice, sirovi pjesnici
Pjesme ti dilam na kilo u mesnici
Jebem ti mamu, mamu ti jebem
Mamojebena glazba za bebe!

Sidim u mazdi isprid gazdinog stana
Gori vatra, vrag iza volana
U očima odsjaj s plazma ekrana
Pod noktima plaze tragovi oktana
Noćima gaze ceste balkana
Nijanse crne boje su hrana
Crne navike za crne ratnike
Crvi panike za crne jadnike

Ivanova livada, ivanova trava
Vojkova giljotina, ivanova glava
Strava i užas, užas i strava
U posljednji čas vadim as iz rukava
As kupa, trica špadi
četvorka dinara, pica se hladi
žlica je vruća, kuća bez vrata
Tata, tata, šta ta kmica radi?

Ovaj vikend će bit sjeban
Još nije ni počea
Al kad počne
Biće već vikend

Ovaj vikend će bit sjeban
Još nije ni počea
Al kad počne
Biće već vikend

Ovaj vikend će bit sjeban
Još nije ni počea
Al kad počne
Biće već vikend

(Psh, trsh tsh tsh, pew pew)

H323

MC Vojko Vrućina
A Vojko like this lurks in everyone
By train to Knin, by bus to Perković
Blindfolded, on foot to Sinj
I dealt Doga, I dealt Darko
I'm a duck to a pony, a pony to a duck
The cream is getting ready, I jump out of the bramble
With a sword so sharp it doesn't exist

Flies in my head, kittens in the bend
I undress you in a flash, panties in the grass
I do everything, find me in the cafeteria
The food isn't fancy, but I spice it up
He's bad at soul, but good at chess
The baby is in the house, the room is dark
Movie on the screen, smoke in the air
I touch your hand, chewing gum

Small vassals of nasal vocals
Broken jugs on the floor of the bar
I fly through time, shining like a lantern
In 2007, MC Turgenev
Planting doubt in the heart of the scene
Factory beats and verses of foam
Slippery characters emerge from the shadows
Slippery characters emerge from the shadows

Sherlock and Watson, Zagor and Chico
Batman and Robin, Thompson and Tiho
Word to mother, boys in the apartment
I put on low gravity and throw a banana
Tupac, tripack, tetrapak of wine
Round of brandy, dolphin fur coat
We light trumpets, we light stages
We stop in Opuzen to steal tangerines

Backend, forehand, skinhead game
We make bags from albino tiger
Big up! Big up! Bigamy baby
I bloody everything I put on myself
Rhymes blood sausages, raw poets
I deal you songs by the kilo in the butcher shop
Fuck your mom, I fuck your mom
Motherfucking music for babies!

I'm sitting in the Mazda in front of the boss's apartment
Fire is burning, devil behind the wheel
In the eyes, the reflection from the plasma screen
Traces of octane crawl under the nails
At night, the roads of the Balkans are trampled
Shades of black are food
Black habits for black warriors
Worms of panic for black wretches

Ivan's meadow, Ivan's grass
Vojko's guillotine, Ivan's head
Horror and terror, terror and horror
At the last moment, I pull an ace out of my sleeve
Ace of cups, three of spades
Four of diamonds, pizza is getting cold
The spoon is hot, the house without a door
Dad, dad, what is that kmica doing?

This weekend will be fucked up
It hasn't even started yet
But when it starts
It will already be the weekend

This weekend will be fucked up
It hasn't even started yet
But when it starts
It will already be the weekend

This weekend will be fucked up
It hasn't even started yet
But when it starts
It will already be the weekend

(Psh, trsh tsh tsh, pew pew)