Текст и перевод песни George Balga feat. OwithG - Definuj?!

Definuj?!

Nenosím Lui, Gucci, sekáč mi viacej sluší
O čo mi v tomto songu ide, hmm asi tušíš
Neviem že čo sa musí, démon si zuby brúsi
Pýcha býva tenký ľad, rozpadneš sa na kusy

Horia bary, aj tak neflexím money
Nejazdím na Ferrari a ani moji známi
Žiadna sláva gun-y, zlaté reťaze, stavy
Nežijem pre nič také, mierim do neba, starý

Niesme worshiperi (Ey)
Hudba mladej éry (Ey)
Mierim na periférie
Kde démon zuby cerí (Ey)

A čo, že to hrá dobre
A čo, že to znie dobre
A čo, že to je svetové
Si to vysvetliť poďme

No keď chceš s vlkmi byť, musíš s nimi vyť, to mi ver
Nebudeš používať telegraf, keď vlastníš mobil (Ey)
Myslím iba pri hudbe, beat temný jak netopier
Nemusíš nás porovnávať, svet nás dávno obišiel

Neveríte v Boha, veď toho nikto nevidel
Žijete pre positive vibes, tomu nechápem
Je mi z toho nanič, každopádne stále super deň
Nezmenilo sa nič na tom, že ti vždy rád odpoviem

Majú oči, ale nevidia, majú uši, ale nepočujú
Nebudem s nikým súperiť, zvady nám iba priťažujú
Žijeme predsa vo svete, sme jeho súčasť, máme cieľ
OwithG ti to zopakuje, no cap bro, to mi ver

O with G

Máme hudobné chúťky, tak jak gurmáni v jedle
Prečo by sme mali jesť dookola knedle (Vepřo, knedlo, zelí)
Ak vychutnať si nevieš, nedám ťa na dereš
Ale nehovor nám do toho, keď o tom veľa nevieš

Kto to určí, aká hudba patrí Bohu na slávu
Prečo by sme nemohli mať z toho trocha zábavu
Kde sa píše v biblii, že neni ok mať new zvuk
Boh vidí nám do srdca, ak nepáči sa, ustúp

Týmto sa nepokúšam tu nikoho dissovať
Ale ak nemáš prehľad, mal by si doštudovať
Tieto veci, shoudout tým, čo majú v tom prehľad
Klobúk dole, kadencia jeden track za mesiac

Počúvame Boží hlas, nedáme sa rušiť
Na to, aby si ho počul, nestačia ti uši
Široká je cesta, vyberám chodník užší
Netreba nám chainy a ani Lui, Gucci

Nenosím Lui, Gucci, sekáč mi viacej sluší
O čo mi v tomto songu ide, hmm asi tušíš
Neviem že čo sa musí, démon si zuby brúsi
Pýcha býva tenký ľad, rozpadneš sa na kusy

Horia bary, aj tak neflexím money
Nejazdím na Ferrari a ani moji známi
Žiadna sláva gun-y, zlaté reťaze, stavy
Nežijem pre nič také, mierim do neba, starý

Define it?!

I don't wear Lui, Gucci, the thrift store suits me better
What I mean in this song, hmm you probably guess
I don't know what it must be, the demon is sharpening its teeth
Pride is thin ice, you'll fall apart

The pubs are burning, I still don't flex money
I don't drive a Ferrari and neither do my friends
No glory guns, gold chains, status
I don't live for any of that, I'm headed for heaven, man

We are not worshippers (Ey)
Music of the young era (Ey)
I'm aiming for the outskirts
Where the demon bares its teeth (Ey)

So what, that it plays well
So what, that it sounds good
So what, that it's world-class
Let's explain it

Well if you want to be with wolves, you have to howl with them, believe me
You won't use a telegraph when you own a mobile phone (Ey)
I'm thinking only about music, the beat dark like a bat
You don't have to compare us, the world has long since bypassed us

You don't believe in God, because nobody has seen him
You live for positive vibes, I don't get it
It makes me feel like nothing, but anyway it's still a great day
Nothing has changed in the fact that I'll always be happy to answer you

They have eyes but they don't see, they have ears but they don't hear
I'm not going to compete with anyone, quarrels only weigh us down
We live in the world, after all, we are part of it, we have a goal
OwithG will repeat it to you, no cap bro, trust me

O with G

We have musical tastes, just like gourmets in food
Why should we eat dumplings over and over again (Pork, dumplings, cabbage)
If you can't enjoy it, I won't make a fool of you
But don't tell us what to do when you don't know much about it

Who determines what music belongs to God's glory
Why can't we have a little fun out of it
Where is it written in the Bible that it's not ok to have a new sound
God sees into our hearts, if you don't like it, step back

By this I'm not trying to diss anyone here
But if you don't have an overview, you should study
These things, shoutout to those who have an overview of them
Hats off, one track a month

We listen to God's voice, we don't let it be disturbed
To hear him, your ears are not enough
The way is wide, I choose the narrower path
We don't need chains or Lui, Gucci

I don't wear Lui, Gucci, the thrift store suits me better
What I mean in this song, hmm you probably guess
I don't know what it must be, the demon is sharpening its teeth
Pride is thin ice, you'll fall apart

The pubs are burning, I still don't flex money
I don't drive a Ferrari and neither do my friends
No glory guns, gold chains, status
I don't live for any of that, I'm headed for heaven, man