Текст и перевод песни Edo Maajka - Ne-Mo-Zes

Ne-Mo-Zes

Svi newcommera traze Edo je uspio da ga nadze
Momak koji skida cadze samo sto majk cek kaze
Vidio sam vam gaze sve su to ciste blamaze
Svaka od tih picki voli u facu puderom da se maze.

U ruci beta shurac ja i Frenkie buraz
Trijezni i matrice vi drugi nasmrkani gadni ste
Pare trosimo na mikrofone
Mikrofone trosimo ko zene
Ko MCije na betlu ostavljamo jebene

Vjeruj da je za to u stanju znaj da je u pravu
Zato kuci repaj ispred ogledala u svom stanu
A nama ostavi deranje majkova po Balkanu
Punimo salu za salu i razvaljujemo estradu

Sta ba... ma ja ba... prica vam je ko i rima slaba
Klanjajte se nama mi smo za vas Chaba
Sve smo napravili sami zaradili sami
Marku niko nije dao iza nasih ledza nije babo

Znam kome vjerovat i te veze cu njegovat
Veoma dobro znam tim i sve oko sebe pamtim
Ti dissas ja vratim na koncert ti onda svratim
Da publici muku skratim pa onda pocnem ja da mlatim

Svakog dana snimam jer imam previse rima
Albumi mi se zovu proljece ljeto jesen zima
Dosadno mi cojce samo ja prodajem ploce
Nemam puno featuringa drugi reperi me koce

Jebem kevu svakom kretenu neznam za tremu
Upadam u svaku semu sovim se pucam u venu
Navuko sam cak i nenu ovo mi je u genu
Nemjenjam temu rokam u svemu evo bas na binu krenu
Da smece pometem da vas odvedem
Da vidite kako ide kad jebena picka gine
Jer nemoze da me skine sa bine
Onda puknem poput mine
Zato kad pocnu da sline znaj da roka tata sine

Mislite sposoban sam samo za tuzne price
I ova je tuzna ja i Frenkie sami niko nidze
Nemamo se skime igrat nemamo ni skime repat
5 godina da naucite ne mogu cekat
Kad naucite dodzite dodzite znate dze sam
Brcko Tuzla Zagreb Sava Jala s Komisijom repam
Repat preferiram hitove serviram rime kad prebiram
Na mikrofonu ubijam brate

Znate dobro da je bina cista kad se popne ista lista stilista
I mikrofon na usta vista znas da blista ko bisera 300
Hip hop je-ni pista
Nego sveta knjiga koju Frenkie vec odavno lista

Komisija... isti crew 5 godina a ne bogata rodbina
Iz dijaspore tetak ili tetka da salju devize
Nemamo sise nismo zgodni mora da smo jednostavno
Uporni i dobri

Samo reci grad mi smo vec bili tu
Sad imamo i novi kru zove se 2 good 2 be true
Daj mi majk u dlan i djete haj sad van
Kompetition is none Frenkie no 1

Kad mrzis mene mrzis oca kakav si to karakter
Ja sam te napravio idi bolan pitaj mater
Idi pitaj stare sjetit ce se nase kare
Reci ce ti jedna ljubav za Komisionare
One love one life lets get together
And just be allright

Nemozes prici blize
Nemozes izdrzat vise
Rime poput kise nase vrijeme sada stize
Atmosfera se dize dok vi ostajete nize

You-Can't

All the newcomers are searching, Edo managed to find it
The guy who removes the soot, just waiting for the mic to speak
I've seen your moves, they're all pure blunders
Every one of those chicks loves to smear powder on her face.

Beta shurac in hand, me and Frenkie, brother
Sober and on the beats, you others are nasty, high
We spend money on microphones
We use microphones like women
As MCs on the battle, we leave them fucked up

Believe that he's capable, know that he's right
So rap at home, in front of the mirror in your apartment
And leave the tearing of mics around the Balkans to us
We fill hall after hall and demolish the stage

What the... man, I... your story is as weak as your rhyme
Bow down to us, we are Chaba to you
We did everything ourselves, earned it ourselves
Nobody gave us a dime, no daddy behind our backs

I know who to trust and I will nurture those connections
I know the team very well and I remember everything around me
You diss, I return, then I drop by your concert
To cut the audience's suffering short, then I start thrashing

I record every day because I have too many rhymes
My albums are called Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
I'm bored, man, I'm the only one selling records
I don't have many features, other rappers hold me back

Fuck every jerk, I don't know about stage fright
I get into every scheme, I shoot myself in the vein
I even got my grandma hooked, it's in my genes
I don't change the topic, I rock in everything, here I am heading to the stage
To sweep the trash, to take you away
To see how it goes when a damn bitch dies
Because she can't get me off the stage
Then I explode like a mine
So when they start drooling, know that daddy's rocking, son

You think I'm only capable of sad stories
And this one is sad, me and Frenkie alone, nobody nowhere
We have no one to play with, no one to rap with
5 years to learn, I can't wait
When you learn, come, you know where I am
Brcko, Tuzla, Zagreb, Sava, Jala, I rap with the Commission
I prefer to rap, I serve hits, I rhyme when I sift through
I kill on the microphone, brother

You know very well that the stage is clean when the same list of stylists climbs up
And the microphone on the mouth vista, you know it shines like 300 pearls
Hip hop is-ni pista
His holy book that Frenkie has been reading for a long time

Commission... same crew for 5 years, not rich relatives
Uncle or aunt from the diaspora to send remittances
We don't have tits, we're not pretty, we must simply be
Persistent and good

Just say the city, we've already been there
Now we have a new circle called 2 good 2 be true
Give me the mic in my palm and child, come on out now
Kompetition is none, Frenkie no 1

When you hate me, you hate your father, what kind of character are you
I made you, go ask your mother
Go ask the elders, they will remember our square
They will tell you one love for the Commissioners
One love, one life, let's get together
And just be alright

You can't get closer
You can't take it anymore
Rhymes like rain, our time is coming now
The atmosphere rises while you stay lower