Paroles et traduction Momo feat. Ektor - Jebem Tvoje Love

Jebem Tvoje Love

Jeb na chorú spoločnosť, čo cení len tých čo zbohatli,
Nemajú Boha pri sebe, im úplne jebe, treba porádky,
Milionársky se vohákli, chcú na seba vaše ukazováky,
Otŕčať svoje baráky, hej meďáky, bavoráky.

Mám v piči tie love, to nehrá rolu, pojeb si aj milión eur, korún,
Pozvi radšej bezďáka na kolu, aj absint je málo, mám hubu z kovu,
školu rapu som zežral celú, na škole v chodbách kričia mentor,
Peňáze nie sú hodnota ľudí, Momo Sám, Blava, Praha, Ektor.

Pravda je netvor aj kvet, veď záleží či si len klamár,
Peniaze nevravia pravdu, však veď vieš sám,
Sláva, chvála, kamoši len podľa fára, svet
Jak jedna enkláva, toto je ten svet, čo chceš mať.

Zajímaj sa ty jebo aj o to, čo máš za očami, nie len pod nosom,
Možno nebudú love z toho, ty lolo, chceš mať zo všetkého osoh,
Uvar si mozog, zabudni na seba, jak chceš rob,
Treba byť dravý a robiť love, no nenechaj sa nachytať na podvod.

No nezabúdaj že to stojí na peňázoch, tá dravosť je aj v nás dvoch,
Hej, môže sa hnevať aj sám Boh, pardon.
Momo, Ektor
Oukeeeeeeeej

Nikdy nebudu svině a nikdy nebudu otrok,
Jejich zkurvený show a škváry budu mít po strop,
Já to postavím po svým, nikdy nebudu poskok,
Možná budu kus zpátky, ale vždycky budu dál o krok.

Kurva dál než ten, kerýho změní fakt,
že se má líp než dřív, a jednou chyt ten vlak,
A teď už nevidí nic, jenom sebe a profit,
Jenom laciný štětky, co nechá denně prosit.

O trochu levý škváry, která občas padne pod stůl,
Můžou makat sami, ale na to sou prej moc cool,
Plastový kozy, plastový mozky, nový kabelky,
Manžel v piči, otrok světa klaunů, typ na baterky.

Nejsou prachy jako prachy, neni plán, jako plán,
Málokdo z nich může říkat sám sobě pán,
Nemaj charakter a proto prcat jejich škváru,
Prcat jejich tuny, já se klaním tvýmu málu.

Nikdy nespadni do světa klaunu, do tý skurvený show,
Je potřeba točit peníze, ale nikdy nenech peníze aby točili tebe.
Momo Sám, Detektor.

I Fuck Your Love

Screw this sick society, which values only those who got rich,
They don't have God with them, they don't give a damn, it needs to be ordered,
They've become millionaire swindlers, they want your pointing fingers at them,
Stick out their mansions, hey copper, BMWs.

I don't give a damn about that love, it doesn't matter, you can fuck even a million euros, crowns,
Invite a homeless guy for a cola instead, even absinthe is too little, I have a mouth of metal,
I devoured the whole rap school, they shout mentor in the corridors at school,
Money is not the value of people, Momo Sám, Blava, Prague, Ektor.

Truth is a monster and a flower, it depends on whether you are just a liar,
Money doesn't tell the truth, you know it yourself,
Glory, praise, buddies only by the car, the world
Like one enclave, this is the world you want to have.

You're a jerk, care about what's behind your eyes, not just under your nose,
Maybe there won't be any love from it, you lolo, you want to benefit from everything,
Cook your brain, forget about yourself, do whatever you want,
You need to be aggressive and make money, but don't get caught in a scam.

But don't forget that it stands on money, that aggression is also in both of us,
Hey, even God himself can be angry, pardon me.
Momo, Ektor
Oukeeeeeeeej

I will never be a pig and I will never be a slave,
Their fucking show and slag I will have to the ceiling,
I'll build it my way, I'll never be a lackey,
Maybe I'll be a bit behind, but I'll always be a step ahead.

Damn, further than the one who changes the fact,
That he's better off than before, and catches that train one day,
And now he doesn't see anything, only himself and profit,
Just cheap sluts, who let you beg every day.

A little bit of left-over slag, which sometimes falls under the table,
They can work on their own, but they're too cool for that, they say,
Plastic tits, plastic brains, new handbags,
Husband in the shit, slave of the world of clowns, a type for batteries.

Money is not like money, there is no plan, like a plan,
Few of them can call themselves master,
They don't have character and therefore fuck their slag,
Fuck their tons, I bow to your little.

Never fall into the world of clowns, into that fucking show,
You need to make money, but never let money make you.
Momo Sám, Detektor.