Текст и перевод песни Emkej feat. Anina - Ulice

Ulice

Poznam ga odkar bil je dete zaj ded je
Samo spomnim se ga ribat speed namesto sira na špagete
Jebat mami mater trosit pare na starlete
Tip ni nikol nič delo klicali smo ga paketek
Nisi točno vedo kaj se mota mu po glavi
Skoz je bil malo nervozen dokler nismo bli na travi
Pravi stari jaz nobenmu ne zaupam
če bo šansa za prave pare vas ziher zafukam
čisto sfukan ko gledam ga v oči
Ne verjame mi ko pravim da čisto vse se vrne ti
Ne verjame v mir ne verjame v ljubezen
Ne morem zaspat če se slučajno vleže v postlo trezen
Nisem ko on a vem kak je in to me fuka
Preziram ga a cenim za vsak dan ko ne obupa
Mam prijatle ko upajo stavit čuka
In vem za one ko dajo za rundo in ne pridejo iz štuka

Mama rekla luč ugasn
Da ti postane jasn
Kok je ura
Kaj se dons fura
Goste megle, polne glave
Preko mure, vse do save
Halo ulice?

Vsak bi rad mel za čelom ko abdi
Da ko zagusti je hitro smart in se spasi
Poznam jih par ko so na ulici zrastli
Asi sprašijo na linijo - agassi
Pare bi samo para ni pa vlada paranoja
Dok se pare ne dobi pazi kaj en pravi ti
To je nočni trip takrat ko mesto spi
Peki ziviti kaj si gluh stari nič ti nea dam na puf
Vleto pred blok direktno iz treninga
Skoz vrhunska roba nea me kliči če gre za gram
Petke, ceneri, funfzig, stotke in pola
če maš keš se dobimo na parkplacu od ligroja
V kuferamu žoga na zadnjih zicih torba
Na radiu zadni komad od velebora
Reko je da neho bo že stokrat
Samo ma račune in mu prav pride čisto vsaka stotka

Mama rekla luč ugasn
Da ti postane jasn
Kok je ura
Kaj se dons fura
Goste megle, polne glave
Preko mure, vse do save
Halo ulice?

Ko ni se spi, le dve noči med tednom, glede na čase bom uličar zavedno

Posnetek iz filma - kleščar:
"Tak je. ti prodajaš tu drugače?
Prodajam. s tem služiš kruh si? točno tak
Pošten človek? pošten. pošteno kradem. roko daj."

Ne tak črno gledat marko morš bit optimist
Pravi mi bledi materialist
Pa ne verjamem več ne nasedam
Tak da ne se menit z mano dokler nimaš kaj za povedat
Odraščam v času korupcije prevar in laži
Res redko kdo me še lahko prepriča v dobro ljudi
Samo mi ne preostane druga ko upat
Da lahko delam to kaj hočem in mam keš se morn skoz fukat
Razmišljam kak rešit situacijo
Hočem pare za vse a nas jebejo z inflacijo
Zraven tega nas jebejo še župnijške pizde
Ko nam kenslajo budgete in nam kradejo razpise
Hvala vam za rože dali ste nam pite
Zdaj vam vračamo vzklike grafite in granitne
Vse dokler ne pade vsaka lažna institucija
živeli ljudje in živela revolucija!

Streets

I've known him since he was a child and now he's a grandfather
I only remember him fishing speed instead of cheese for spaghetti
Fuck his mother's mother, spending money on starlets
The dude never really did anything, we called him a care package
You don't exactly know what goes through his mind
He was always a little nervous, until we were high
He says, "Man, I don't trust anyone"
If there's a chance for real money, I'll definitely fuck you over
Totally fucked up when I look him in the eyes
He doesn't believe me when I say that everything will come back to you
He doesn't believe in peace, he doesn't believe in love
I can't fall asleep if he happens to lie down in bed sober
I'm not like him but I know how it is and that's what fucks me up
I despise him but I appreciate him for every day he doesn't give up
I have friends who bet on hitting a chick
And I know those who buy a round and don't come from the paycheck

Mom said turn off the light
So that it becomes clear to you
What time it is
What is going on today
Thick fogs, full heads
Across the Mur, all the way to the Sava
Hello streets?

Everyone would like to have behind their forehead like Abdi
That when things get tough, they quickly become smart and save themselves
I know some who grew up on the streets
Asks on the line - agassi
There's money but no government paranoia
Until you get the money, be careful what someone tells you
This is a night trip when the city sleeps
Fucking bakers, are you deaf old man? I've nothing for you on credit.
Into the block directly from training
Top quality stuff all the time, don't call me if it's for a gram
Fives, tens, fifties, hundreds and halves
If you have cash, we'll meet at the Ligroja car park
In the trunk, a ball, a bag on the back seats
On the radio, the latest track from Velebor
He said he won't do it, he's said it a hundred times
But he has bills and every hundred bucks comes in handy

Mom said turn off the light
So that it becomes clear to you
What time it is
What is going on today
Thick fogs, full heads
Across the Mur, all the way to the Sava
Hello streets?

When I don't sleep, only two nights a week, judging by the times I'll be a street walker knowingly

Clip from the film - Claw:
"That's it. Do you sell here in a different way?
I sell. Do you earn your bread with this? That's right
Honest man? Honest. I steal honestly. Give me your hand."

Don't look so black, Marko, you have to be an optimist
He calls me a pale materialist
But I don't believe it anymore, I don't fall for it
So don't talk to me until you have something to say
I grew up in a time of corruption, deceit and lies
Very rarely can anyone still convince me of the good in people
But I have no choice but to hope
That I can do what I want and have money to fuck around with all the time
I'm thinking how to solve the situation
I want money for everything, but we're being fucked over by inflation
In addition, we are fucked by parish sluts
When they cancel our budgets and steal our tenders
Thank you for the flowers, you gave us cakes
Now we are giving you back graffiti and granite
Until every false institution falls
Long live the people and long live the revolution!