BMX (2021 Remaster) - Sajsi MC traduction en anglais

BMX (2021 Remaster)

Poklonila sam sprej nakoksiranom klincu iz popravnog doma
Nos mu se rascvetao kao proleće
A bio je oktobar, vetar i smor
Bljutava hrana, prokleta deca i ja
šta po ovoj hladnoći da radim sa malim u trenarkama iz '91
A moram na fax, ne mogu da vodim rasvetan nos okolo
To je kao osmeh bez pratnje, kao klikeri na betonu
Slavija se pretvorila u smolu
Ni on, ni ja nemamo lovu, al imamo robu
Džaba jer tek 10 am otkucava
Ko se sinoć zgutao ni spavanje nije potpisao
Vučem sauh bez ambicije da krenem
Za inat pali iz prve, smanjujem za pola
I čekam da nešto padne i smrska me
Jedan meteor bi bio dovoljno dobro opravdanje
Da danas to jest večeras ne idem nigde

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, ja mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime k'o ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, ja mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime k'o ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

Živim u naselju punom dece i staraca
Svi ustaju rano i rano ležu
Baš ja kad spavam sve je u zenitu
Cike i vriske, nesnosni su u parazitiranju
Zašto svaka pesma koju počnem
Mora da se završi kao hejt, to je zato što mrzim ceo svet
U stvari ne! ja mrzim bogove
I ove gore i ove dole i ove levo i ove desno
Ja bog nisam, ja sam trulo ljudsko meso
I nije tačno da generacije su sve gore i gore
Odavno je svet van kontrole brate snobe
To što si ti odrastao na tome
Ne mora da bude najbolje, ne mislimo svi da si faca
Tone, nas je na tone, svako u tripu svome
Fantomi me progone al nije to najgore
Gore od toga je disk koji se učitati ćene
Kene ne gnjavi mene ima barbika ko pleve

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime ko ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime ko ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

Kada čujem škripu kreveta
Uvek mislim na jedno
Kako se čedna Sofija ložila na pimping fazon
Dok još pimping zonfa nije došao u Srbiju
Tih dana se pričalo o rascvetanim krajevima
Dve ulice dalje meni i maloj Sofi
Pune muške usne naređuju da budemo najlepše
I jesmo i širimo miris za lokalne blejače
Jer dugo je leto jer sve je tako konkretno
Jer raspust je i nama je dosadno

Eee Miki
E brate evo me doš'o sam sad sa tekme znači
Bodem, zabadam, pržim, ne bi verovala brate

Stvarnooo iiii

Pa šta šta iii
Popadali su svi i sve smo ih

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime ko ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

Bmx, skejt, koš i lanci
Huškamo druge da dobiju po faci
Ja mogu i bez matrice, mogu i bez majka
Da bacim rime ko ti đubre sa osmoga sprata

BMX (2021 Remaster)

I gave a spray can to a drugged-out kid from a juvenile detention center
His nose blossomed like springtime
But it was October, with winds and gloom
Crummy food, cursed kids and me
What to do with the little one in '91 tracksuits out in the cold like this?
I have to go to college, I can't lead a bright nose around
It's like a smile without company, like marbles on concrete
Slavija has turned into bad luck
Neither he nor I have money, but we have goods
It's in vain because it's only 10 am
Whoever swallowed who last night didn't sign a sleep contract
I'm dragging a lighter with no ambition to start
Surprisingly, it lights up on the first try, I reduce it by half
And I wait for something to fall and crush me
A meteor would be a good enough excuse
That I'm not going anywhere today, that is, tonight

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor

I live in a neighborhood full of kids and old people
Everyone gets up early and goes to bed early
When I sleep everything is at its peak
Screaming and yelling, they're unbearable as parasites
Why does every song I start
Have to end up as hate, it's because I hate the whole world
Actually no! I hate gods
And these above and these below and these to the left and these to the right
I'm not a god, I'm rotten human flesh
And it's not true that generations are getting worse and worse
The world has long been out of control, brother snob
Just because you grew up on it
Doesn't mean it has to be the best, not all of us think you're cool
Tons of us, each one in their own trip
Phantoms haunt me but that's not the worst
Worse than that is the disk that's going to load
Hey, don't bug me, there's chaff like barbie

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor

When I hear the creaking of the bed
I always think of one thing
How chaste Sofia slept with the pimping pimp
While the pimping shmuck hadn't yet come to Serbia
In those days the talk was of prosperous places
Two streets away for me and little Sofia
Full male lips order us to be the most beautiful
And yes, we are and spread the scent for the local sheep
Because the summer is long because everything is so real
Because it's vacation and we're bored

Eee Miki
E bro here I come just came from the game you know
I'm stabbing, frying, roasting, you wouldn't believe it bro

Reallyy iii

Well what what iii
They all fell down and we did to them

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor

BMX, skate, basketball and chains
We incite others to get a face shot
I can live without the Matrix, I can live without my mother
To drop rhymes like you throw garbage from the eighth floor