Текст и перевод песни Edo Maajka - Kliše

Kliše

(Šta se to)
Šta, šta, šta, šta se to ljudi?
Šta se to, događa? (Događa)
Svi isto zvuče, svi isto pjevaju, svi isto repaju (sa vama)
Svatko svakoga pljuje, šta god na radiju čuje
P, p, p, p, p (ljudima?)
Koolade, daj malo basa

Ako pare ljude kvare onda neću bit pokvaren do kraja života
Život na Balkanu biće divota
Svi smo puni para baš ko žaba dlaka
Puni smo govana ko političari obmana

Svi znamo repat, svako može Severinu jebat
I svako u klubu može redare izlemat
Fejkeri napadaju fejkere, svi pljuju šminkere
Glume niggere i po kući nosaju viklere

A žene? Skoro sve izgledaju isto
Kopiraju jedna drugu, čekaju plaćenu cugu
Neke se 'oće jebat samo ako znaš repat
Reper s parom i zajeban jebaće ih sve za tjedan

Svi cijene ljubav, a svi bi jebali drolje
Malo ljubavi daju, a htjeli bi više i bolje
Trendovi se redaju, dolaze, prolaze
Trendovi, bendovi nastaju i propadaju bendovi

Bez beda, drže se trenda ko novi a od klonova
Puni prerađenih songova a u očima je lova
A love nema, kad neko zaradi
Ljubomorni postaju na sceni miševi ostali

Ostaje im utjeha, ono "Mi smo underground", spike
Mi nismo Colonia, Džibo i harmonike
To ostaje, samo zavist i ništa više
Žalosno je samo što je to kod nas posto kliše

Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu, rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim
Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim

Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu, rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim
Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim

Joj, kako lako se čovjek mijenja
Dok danas te grli, sutra će po tebi da kenja
Nema poštenja, kukavice uvijek imaju rukavice
Navikli na zeleđe od mamice i tatice

Nemaju bremena, al' imaju previše vremena
Ni problema, ni briga, studiraju bez knjiga
Tvoju dobrotu, otvorenost oni vide ko slabost
Nikad ništa ne gube, ne znaju da grle ni da ljube (ne znaju)

Drago kamenje im znamenje, sretni kad ih drugi mole
Oni samo vole svoje statusne simbole
Oni vole, hej da, gledat se u ogledalo
Postoji l' ovaj model auta, da li su kožna sjedala?

Nije im jasno kakav je to osjećaj gladi
Za beskućnika kažu "Imo bi da radi"
Kad odeš na stranu, odma ti traže manu
A kad pričaš s njima, glume ko da ih zanima

Aha, kontam te, aha, aha
Hej vidi, ovo mi je nova Motorola sa displeja dva
Ne znam da l' pare čovjeka kvare, al' znam ih puno bez para
Pokvareni su do jaja

Da imaš, da ti je lijepo, to ne mogu prihvatit (ne mogu)
Jer kad pate oni onda i ti s njima moraš patit (moraš)
Kad im hoćeš pomoć moraš im tražit punomoć
Misle da od tog imaš koristi, puni su zavisti
Od 100%, manje-više, 90% njih spada u isti kliše (žalosno je)

Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu, rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim
Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim

Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu, rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim
Svi su u klišeu, rijetki nisu rijetke volim (volim)
Rijetki postaju sve rjeđi, na prste ih brojim

Na prste ih brojim, da, da, e ovako
Koolade, Frenkie, Komisija, Vidovići
Premalo, premalo, jebi ga
Daj mi još nekog, daj mi još nekog
Koolade, daj mi još nekog reci (Krišna)
Aha, dobro, on
A opet je to malo, jebi ga
Opet to, nije 10, 15

To je to

Cliche

(What's that)
What, what, what, what are those people?
What the hell is going on? (Happening)
They all sound the same, they all sing the same, they all rap the same (with you
Everybody spits on everybody, whatever they hear on the radio
P, p, p, p, p (people?)
Koolad, give me some bass

If money corrupts people then I won't be corrupted for the rest of my life
Life in the Balkans will be beautiful
We're all full of money just like frog hair
We're full of shit politicians

We all know the North, we all know the North
Anyone in the club can take care of
The fakers attack the fakers, they all spit on the make-up
Playing niggers and wearing curlers around the House

And the women? Almost all look the same
Copy each other, wait for paid booze
Some people just want to know if you're going back
Rapper with couple and fucked up will fuck them all in a week

Everybody loves love, and everybody wants to fuck.
A little bit of love, but I want more and better
Trends line up, come in, pass
Trends, bands rise and fall bands

Don't worry, they're like new clones and clones.
Full of processed songs and in the eyes is the hunt
There's no money when someone wins
Jealousy on the other side of the screen

"We are underground," spike
We're not Colonia, Jibo and accordions
It's just a dependency and nothing more.
It's just sad that this is a cliché.

They're all cliché, rare aren't, rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.
They're all cliché, rare aren't rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.

They're all cliché, rare aren't, rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.
They're all cliché, rare aren't rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.

How easily a man changes
While he's hugging you today, tomorrow he's gonna shit on you
No honesty, cowards always have gloves
Used to Jell-O from mommy and Daddy

They don't have time, but they have too much time.
No problems, no worries, studying without a book
Your kindness, openness they see as weakness
They never lose anything, they don't know how to hug or kiss (they don't know)

Precious stones are their OMEN, happy when others pray to them
They just love their status symbols.
They love, yeah, looking in the mirror
Is there a model of this car, is it leather seats?

They don't know what hunger feels like.
Homeless people say, "I want to work."
When you go to the side, they're looking for a flaw.
And when you talk to them, they act like they're interested.

Yeah, I got you, yeah, yeah
Hey look, this is my new Motorola with display two
I don't know if I have a lot of money, but I know a lot of money.
They're rotten to the core.

If you have it, if you have it, I can't accept it (I can't)
When they suffer, you have to suffer with them.
If you want help, you have to ask for help.
They think you're good at it, they're full of envy.
Of the 100%, more or less, 90% of them fall into the same cliché (it's sad)

They're all cliché, rare aren't, rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.
They're all cliché, rare aren't rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.

They're all cliché, rare aren't, rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.
They're all cliché, rare aren't rare I love (I love)
It's getting harder and harder, I count them on my fingers.

Fingers crossed, yes, that's the way it is.
Koolade, Frenkie, Commission, Vidovići
Not enough, not enough, Fuck it
Give me another one, give me another one
Koolad, give me another word (Krishna
Yeah, well, he
It's a little bit, fuck it
It's not 10 or 15

That's it