Текст и перевод песни Gleb - Motorest

Motorest

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Gleb je sick, uh huh
Sample, snare a kick, uh huh
Berlin metro shit, uh huh
Barcelona trip, uh huh
Spomalený krok, uh huh
Amsterdam a loď, uh uh
V Kodani dopíjam shot, uh huh
Toto je freestyle drop, uh
Zvuk ako my nemá nikto, hm
Debili dostávajú dick do, hm
Na beate som ako Big Boy, hm
V ruke ríbezľové víno, hm
Na sebe mikina Reebok, hm
Športový štýl východ, hm
JBL a cígo, hm

Jau, že vraj stále píšem o tom istom
Mesto, kalba, suseda Magda
Koncerty a podobné psycho, okej ticho!
Je mi 26, a dnes už skoro vôbec nebehám po debilných afterkách
I don't give a fuck
V strede týždňa v noci dávno neopúšťam byt
Radšej sa opúšťam na gauči keď púšťam beat (Uh)
A suseda Magda, tak ta ma začína mať celkom rada
Hlavne vtedy keď vychádzam z brány a do auta sadám
Lebo dobre vie, že celý víkend
Bude mať odo mňa kľud
A ja od nej, takže dobre, brr
Opúšťam hood
Jazdím hore, dole, starí fellas na telefóne
Sa ma pýtajú, Gleb čo je?
P-P-Práve grillujeme na predmestí pri jazere
Niekde medzi poľom a maďarskou dedinou
Mal by si prísť veď sme sa nevideli celý rok
Rád by som im odpovedal ok
No som busy, sorry blízki
Hudba je láska, ale aj tak trocha biznis
Treba predať lístky, veď môj koncert sa blíži
Na benzínke na mňa opäť čumia blbé ksichty
Ak máš na Slovensku pekný outfit, tak si divný
D-D-Divný ako to že práve Gleb Guľomet
Dneska spittuje na boom bap
Ale drumová pasáž naskočí skoro hneď
Týmto posielam všetkým raverom check, ah
A nenávidím sa fotiť, ale na sklade je nový merch
Takže sleduj moju debilnú pózu
Kamera, blesk

Gleb je sick, uh huh
Sample, snare a kick, uh huh
Berlin metro shit, uh huh
Barcelona trip, uh huh
Spomalený krok, uh huh
Amsterdam a loď, uh uh
V Kodani dopíjam shot, uh huh
Toto je freestyle drop, uh
Zvuk ako my nemá nikto, hm
Debili dostávajú dick do, hm
Na beate som ako Big Boy, hm
V ruke ríbezľové víno, hm
Na sebe mikina Reebok, hm
Športový štýl východ, hm
JBL a cígo, hm

Um, jau
Rozumiem ti G, možno sa nepoznáme osobne
No keď ťa baví tento sound, tak máme niečo spoločné
Rozumiem ti G, možno sa nepoznáme osobne
No keď ťa baví tento sound, tak máme niečo spoločné
Aa, zoberiem ťa na miesto, kde sa nikto nebude predvádzať
Rave, stage, bass, boy, I don't give a fuck
Zoberiem ťa na miesto, kde sa nikto nebude predvádzať
Rave, stage, bass, boy, I don't give a fuck

Odpočívadlo Zamarovce, meškám na koncert
Niekto po mne kričí, kto to je, a kurva čo chce?
O pár sekúnd ku mne pribehol, a čumím že to je môj starý fella Peťo
Vieš kto, ten z Blbých príbehov
Bol to taký problemový týpek, chodil so mnou na strednú školu
Každý deň testoval inú chorú drogu
Teraz mi hovorí že je dobrý, robí jogu
Zasvätil svoj život bohu, nepije chlast ani Colu, iba vodu (Au)
Že vraj našiel pokoj v duši a životnú rovnováhu
Zdá sa mi že mi trepe polopravdu
Biela košeľa, šialený výraz
Peťo sa asi dostal do sekty, to je bizár
"A čo ty, stále robíš hudbu?" Áno robím
A práve meškám na koncert, tak sorry musím odísť
Milujem hudbu, ale nič okolo nej
Vtedy, a vtedy buď tam
Usmievaj sa, a smej
Nezabudni odpísať na mail, jou
Telefonáty a správy, čím viacej na mňa tlačíte
Tak tým neskôr to spravím
To je pravidlo, žeriem na pumpe Haribo
Rozmýšľam nad tým že album Lavička Pimpin' už začína byť pomaly starý, bro
Preto pľujem nové bary o
Tom jaký som retardovaný boy
Stretávam sa na parkovisku s Dalybom
Dúfam že ste všetci zdravý dawg
Sever, východ, západ, juh
Mám pre vás nový zvuk
Zdravím, uf

G-G-G-Gleb je sick, uh huh
Sample, snare a kick, uh huh
G-G-G-Gleb je sick, uh huh
Sample, snare a kick, uh huh

Roadside Restaurant

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Gleb is sick, uh huh
Sample, snare and kick, uh huh
Berlin metro shit, uh huh
Barcelona trip, uh huh
Slow steps, uh huh
Amsterdam and a boat, uh uh
Finishing a shot in Copenhagen, uh huh
This is a freestyle drop, uh
Nobody has a sound like me, hm
Fools getting their dicks in, hm
On the beat, I'm like Big Boy, hm
Blackcurrant wine in my hand, hm
Wearing a Reebok hoodie, hm
Sport style, east side, hm
JBL and a cigarette, hm

Yo, they say I keep writing about the same thing
The city, party, neighbor Magda
Concerts and similar psycho stuff, okay silence!
I'm 26, and today I hardly ever chase those stupid after parties
I don't give a fuck
In the middle of the week, at night, I don't leave my apartment for a long time
I'd rather leave myself on the couch when I'm playing a beat (Uh)
And my neighbor Magda, she's starting to like me
Especially when I leave the gate and get in the car
Because she knows damn well that all weekend
She'll have peace from me
And I from her, so good, brr
Leaving the hood
Driving up, down, old fellas on the phone
Ask me, Gleb, what's up?
W-w-we're grilling in the suburbs by the lake
Somewhere between the field and the Hungarian village
You should come, we haven't seen each other all year
I'd love to say ok
But I'm busy, sorry close ones
Music is love, but still kinda business
Gotta sell tickets, my concert's coming up
At the gas station they stare at me with dumb faces again
If you have a nice outfit in Slovakia, you're weird
W-w-weird how Gleb Guľomet
Spits on boom bap today
But the drum passage will jump in soon, babe
Sending all the ravers a check with this, ah
And I hate taking pictures, but there's new merch in stock
So watch my stupid pose
Camera, flash

Gleb is sick, uh huh
Sample, snare and kick, uh huh
Berlin metro shit, uh huh
Barcelona trip, uh huh
Slow steps, uh huh
Amsterdam and a boat, uh uh
Finishing a shot in Copenhagen, uh huh
This is a freestyle drop, uh
Nobody has a sound like me, hm
Fools getting their dicks in, hm
On the beat, I'm like Big Boy, hm
Blackcurrant wine in my hand, hm
Wearing a Reebok hoodie, hm
Sport style, east side, hm
JBL and a cigarette, hm

Um, yo
I understand you, G, maybe we don't know each other personally
But if you enjoy this sound, we have something in common
I understand you, G, maybe we don't know each other personally
But if you enjoy this sound, we have something in common
Yeah, I'll take you to a place where nobody will show off
Rave, stage, bass, boy, I don't give a fuck
I'll take you to a place where nobody will show off
Rave, stage, bass, boy, I don't give a fuck

Zamarovce rest stop, I'm late for a concert
Someone's yelling at me, who is it, and what the fuck do they want?
A few seconds later, he ran up to me, and I stare, it's my old fella Peťo
You know who, the one from Stupid Stories
He was such a problematic dude, went to high school with me
Every day he tested another sick drug
Now he's telling me he's good, doing yoga
He dedicated his life to God, doesn't drink booze or Cola, only water (Ouch)
He says he found peace of mind and life balance
It seems to me that he's telling me half-truths
White shirt, crazy look
Peťo probably got into a sect, that's bizarre
"What about you, are you still doing music?" Yes, I am
And I'm late for a concert, so sorry I have to go
I love music, but nothing around it
Then, and then be there
Smile and laugh
Don't forget to reply to the email, yo
Phone calls and messages, the more you push me
The later I'll do it
That's the rule, I'm eating Haribo at the gas station
Thinking that the album Lavička Pimpin' is slowly starting to get old, bro
That's why I'm spitting new bars about
How retarded of a boy I am
Meeting up with Dalyb in the parking lot
Hope you are all healthy dawg
North, east, west, south
Got a new sound for you
Greetings, phew

G-G-G-Gleb is sick, uh huh
Sample, snare and kick, uh huh
G-G-G-Gleb is sick, uh huh
Sample, snare and kick, uh huh