Paroles et traduction Yungkulovski - 22 Linije

22 Linije

Brate, mogu sve to sam, brate, mogu sve to sam, ne treba mi plan, ne treba mi plan
Duša mrtva, sudbina je crna, ne gledaj u dlan, kurvo, ne gledaj u dlan
Ja ne gledam u mrak, pičim pravo - pun gas, ne čekam na vas, ne čekam na vas
Rep je dvadeset dva, rep je dvadeset dva, repujem svoj grad, repujem svoj grad
Matije Huđi kraj, matrice ljuštim kad spali se luđi blant (MH, MH)
Grad je okupiran, flo je kô zumiran, meta je publika (Rrra)
Ne idem do studija, nisam bukiran, boli me kurčina
Rolam i kuliram, čekam Luija da proda Runija (Šutni ga)
To je Kulovski Yung, hed je vakumiran, čuvaj svežinu (Stavi na kiblu)
Ja snimiću album i baciću vatru, ali sve je u friju (Sve je u stilu)
I ne treba nastup, ne tražim pažnju, neću na binu (Grrra)
Samo hoću da znaju - na ovome majku sam divljak kô Sioux
Ako braća šiju, onda šijem i ja - ne pričam o koncu (Saši' mic, saši' mic)
Drugi se inkrimišu, svi debili su - ne pričaj o poslu (Šta im bi, šta im bi?)
Ovo je Sirmium, svako dimi fus, ima dima i na mostu (Keep it real, keep it real)
Samo keep it cool, stalno riving džu, svako o svome trošku
Pusti me u gluvu sobu, to mi je prirodno stanište
Ovde kilo tog spali se, nisam nov - ja sam kidô od ranije (Pamti me, pamti me)
Ne znam ni šta mi je (Ne znam ni šta mi je), već dugo rolamo prangije
Već dosta prodano šansi je, moj svet kô da naslikô Dali je
Onda nazad u trep, nazad na štek da objasnim sve (Objasnim rep)
Šljakam od osam do šest, osam do šest - žurimo se (Jurimo keš)
Nisam još ni umio se, već sam ubio dve - to je wake 'n' bake, wake 'n' bake
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22 Lines

Bro, I can do it all myself, bro, I can do it all myself, I don't need a plan, I don't need a plan
My soul is dead, fate is black, don't look at your palm, bitch, don't look at your palm
I don't look into the darkness, I go straight - full throttle, I don't wait for you, I don't wait for you
Rap is twenty-two, rap is twenty-two, I rap about my city, I rap about my city
Matije Huđi end, I peel off matrices when the blunt burns crazy (MH, MH)
The city is occupied, the crew is like zoomed in, the target is the audience (Rrra)
I don't go to the studio, I'm not booked, I don't give a shit
I roll and chill, waiting for Lui to sell Runi (Shoot him)
That's Yung Kulovski, the head is vacuumed, keep it fresh (Put it on the kibble)
I'll record an album and throw fire, but it's all in freestyle (It's all in style)
And I don't need a performance, I don't seek attention, I won't be on stage (Grrra)
I just want them to know - I'm a savage like Sioux on this
If the brothers are sewing, then I'm sewing too - I'm not talking about thread (Sew it up, sew it up)
Others are incriminating themselves, everyone's stupid - don't talk about work (What's wrong with them, what's wrong with them?)
This is Sirmium, everyone smokes a blunt, there's smoke on the bridge too (Keep it real, keep it real)
Just keep it cool, constantly riving the juice, everyone at their own expense
Let me in the dead room, that's my natural habitat
Here a kilo of that burns up, I'm not new - I've been killing since the beginning (Remember me, remember me)
I don't even know what's going on with me (I don't even know what's going on with me), we've been rolling prangije for a long time
A lot of chances have been sold already, my world is like Dali painted it
Then back to the trap, back to the stash to explain everything (Explain rap)
I work from eight to six, eight to six - we're in a hurry (We're chasing cash)
I haven't even washed my face yet, and I've already killed two - that's wake 'n' bake, wake 'n' bake
Twenty-two soma, twenty-two rap - twenty-two lines for verse