Текст и перевод песни DMS - Stále Málo

Stále Málo

Sú to iba reči
Jak fakeove veci
čo nemajú cenu
To je nič, to je málo
Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci
Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo
Nikdy jak pred tým
Nač opakovať vety
Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo
Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish
A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

čo je pre niekoho super
Je pre nás iba škoda
Pre niekoho koka
Je pre nás iba kola
Potrebujem vyhriate sedadlá aj volant
Aj keď sa potom v aute správam ako Borat
Tak poraď mi jak to mám robiť
Aj tak ťa jebem do hlavy
Lebo som dosť starý kretén
Na to aby som vedel sám jak to chceme
Teda jak to chce pancier ja sa len vezem

Stále je to málo
Chýba ti spánok
A nevieš čo sám so sebou máš robiť
To je nič to je málo, nezaujíma ma názor
Zo všetkého čo urobím mám dobrý pocit
Pre nás není návod
Nepretekáme kámo
Len tak si ideme a neusíme hrotiť
Aj tak to ide samo
Jak potoček a čo bude tu
To už je len na nás aké zanecháme stopy

(Kuldne choď do piče)

Sú to iba reči
Jak fakeove veci
čo nemajú cenu
To je nič, to je málo
Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci
Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo
Nikdy jak pred tým
Nač opakovať vety
Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo
Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish
A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

(Se-par)
Keby som bol ty radšej chodím po kanáloch
Si trochu obyčajný a trochu nula áno
Stále by si chcel viac, stále je to málo
Stále si len smetie, jak nasekané čáčo
Aj keby si bol bez šiat, a bol si bez topánok
Nikdo by ti len tak nepomohol brácho
Stále si len štetka a nemáš na to nárok
Lebo si len sifilis a mal by si mať stánok
že si kúpiš hejt a si obslúžený károm
Stále je to málo jak výhovorky, prečo ne?
Stále si len granadír na tenieri cez obed
Stále majú pocit že im dojebali renomé
Stále nedokážu priznať to ako byť fenomén
šeci sú tu kokoti a nič tu neni férové
Nikdo za to nemože, len tvoje menomé
Lebo to vyjebanstvo v tebe už je vedomé
Keď možeš dojebať ostatních poviš prečo né
A to je tak málo jak premňa všetko medové
Tvoje názory sú extrémne svetové
Lebo si král iba že nikdo nevie kde to je
A teraz vieš prečo si nula lebo pretože

Sú to iba reči
Jak fakeove veci
čo nemajú cenu
To je nič, to je málo
Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci
Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo
Nikdy jak pred tým
Nač opakovať vety
Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo
Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish
A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

Still Not Enough

It's all just talk
Like fake things
That have no value
It's nothing, it's not enough
Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag
Rolled back like your imported Beemer
Never like before
Why repeat sentences
It has no value, it's nothing, it's not enough
Sorry, it flies by like an audio fetish
And what's over the top for you is still not enough for us

What's super for someone
Is just a pity for us
For someone, it's coke
For us, it's just cola
I need heated seats and steering wheel
Even though I then act like Borat in the car
So tell me how to do it
I'll fuck you in the head anyway
Because I'm old enough of a moron
To know myself how we want it
Well, how the tank wants it, I'm just riding along

It's still not enough
You lack sleep
And you don't know what to do with yourself
It's nothing, it's not enough, I don't care about opinions
I feel good about everything I do
There's no manual for us
We're not racing, buddy
We're just going our own way and we don't need to push it
It goes by itself anyway
Like a stream and what will be here
It's up to us what kind of footprints we leave

(Kuldne go fuck yourself)

It's all just talk
Like fake things
That have no value
It's nothing, it's not enough
Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag
Rolled back like your imported Beemer
Never like before
Why repeat sentences
It has no value, it's nothing, it's not enough
Sorry, it flies by like an audio fetish
And what's over the top for you is still not enough for us

(Se-par)
If I were you, I'd rather walk through the sewers
You're a bit ordinary and a bit of a zero, yes
You'd always want more, it's still not enough
You're still just trash, like chopped up crack
Even if you were naked, and without shoes
Nobody would just help you, bro
You're still just a whore and you have no right to it
Because you're just syphilis and you should have a stand
That you buy hate and are served by a car
It's still not enough, like excuses, why not?
You're still just a grenadier on a plate for lunch
They still feel like their reputation's been fucked up
They still can't admit how to be a phenomenon
Everyone here's a dickhead and nothing here is fair
Nobody's to blame but your menome
Because the fuck-up in you is already conscious
If you can fuck up others, you say why not
And that's as little as everything honey for me
Your opinions are extremely worldly
Because you're the king, only nobody knows where that is
And now you know why you're a zero because

It's all just talk
Like fake things
That have no value
It's nothing, it's not enough
Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag
Rolled back like your imported Beemer
Never like before
Why repeat sentences
It has no value, it's nothing, it's not enough
Sorry, it flies by like an audio fetish
And what's over the top for you is still not enough for us