Текст и перевод песни Martin Matys feat. Boyband - Víno a cigarety (feat. BoyBand)

Víno a cigarety (feat. BoyBand)

Ideme G-punk ja nepoznám tvoj žáner
Máš žížalu v slipách a kalkul je tvoj zámer
Ja neviem čo bude zajtra, neviem čo bolo dnes
žijem jak hajtrák no nemením svoj dres
Nechaj si korporátny život stres pretlak
Ja som rád volný jak cicina v trenkách
A len tak, hovorím len tak si lietať
A spať kedy chceš a vstať kedy chceš
A srať, srať sa na to brácho je mi jedno
Horím pre rap ako hellboy tuším že mi jeblo
Som plný jak tvoje diktáty zo slovenčiny
No keď som na majku tak diktujem jak Mussolini
Ten punkáč vo mne furt jebe celý systém
Jebe ten špatný svet a stavia vlastný z písmen
Pre vaše konvečné hodnoty má vysmech
Otváram sa v beate keď zatváram sa v izbe

Na majku otvorím sa ako flaša vína (yeah)
To je to čo väčšine tých MC-s chýba (yeah)
Na majku otvorím sa ako flaša vína (yeah)
To je to čo väčšine tých MC-s chýba (yeah)

Maty
Říkej mi Cabernet Sauvignon
Hráčí sú na uteku za pravdou a zmrdi za vinou
Sme hajzlové s tou nekonečnou staminou
Víno mi říka až moc pravdy, ředim s vodou
Ty to dotáhni sativou
Muj majk má spirit
Proto za mnou ty davy dou
Mám ready slova a ready flow
Nemusím psát tý šestnástky dám te dolu osmičkou
Pošlu do hajzlu tvojí crew jednou modlitbou
Ktorá väčšinou žačína tým že všichni MC-s sou
Víš proč nikdy neskončíš? protože ani nezačala tvoje show

Yeah, na majku, na majku otvorím sa jak flaša vína
No károm čo ma chcú vypiť nepodrobím sa
Aspoň nejaká výhra, ja nejsom prázdny
Chceš si vo mne zaplávať boy, utopíš sa (yeah)
Ja si len pískam, ty sa tak strašne chceš dostať do Europy 2
Zívam, volný ja freeman, nepijem Morgan
Nad hlavou mi kvapká rýmsa
Ja na majku otvorím sa ako fľaša vína
šľapem do tých schodov ja už nečakím na výťah
Nekonečný príbeh nekonvečný prípad
Keď to nejde jeb na to
Pochopil som to a prestal som píchať (aah)
Pre pár sekúnd srandy
Pár hodín hanby
Ssamota bez lampy, kurva
Načo sú mi handry
Padne pár pív
A nastanú kalby (aaa)
život jak na lodi no moje zdravé ja práve skočilo z paluby
Všetko je naruby daj pozor na nohy, strácam sa pod hladinou??
Bol som v tých hlbinách, temno a chlad studený svet a nič viac
Kámo ver mi, nikdy bys tam nechcel ver mi
Tak hlboko som nikdy nechcel ver mi
Obhrýzané nechty odjebané perny
žalúdok pretočený a tí divný ľudia nervy
Tá malá, tá malá morská piča
Ma zrazu drží za ruku ťahá ma na breh vraví ver si (haa)
Bola tu vždy so mnou ja som jak čalado hľadal iné cesty
Aké iné cesty (ha) idem po svojej ceste
Kľudne nech jebne celý vesmír
Ja mám pravdu ja som žralok vy ste tresky
Bejby milujem rap mám s ním pletky bejby

Na majku otvorím sa ako flaša vína (hehe, yeah)
To je to čo väčšine tých MC-s chýba (yeah) (Matys, Idea, šš)
Na majku otvorím sa ako flaša vína (yeah)
To je to čo väčšine tých MC-s chýba (aaa) (Matys, šš)

Wine and Cigarettes (feat. BoyBand)

We're G-punk, and I don't know your genre
You have an earthworm in your briefs, and calculation is your goal
I don't know what tomorrow will be, I don't know what was today
I live like a tramp, but I don't change my jersey
Keep your corporate life, stress, and overpressure
I'm happy to be free, like a baby in its underpants
And just like that, I say just like that, I want to fly
And sleep whenever you want and wake up whenever you want
And shit, shit on it, bro, I don't care
I'm burning for rap like Hellboy, I think I'm crazy
I'm full like your dictations from the Slovak language
But when I'm on the mic, I dictate like Mussolini
The punk in me keeps beating the whole system
It beats the bad world and builds its own from letters
It has contempt for your conventional values
I open up in the beat when I close myself in the room

On the mic, I open up like a bottle of wine (yeah)
That's what most of these MCs lack (yeah)
On the mic, I open up like a bottle of wine (yeah)
That's what most of these MCs lack (yeah)

Maty
Call me Cabernet Sauvignon
Players are running after the truth, and bastards after blame
We're assholes with that endless stamina
Wine tells me too much truth, I dilute it with water
You take it with sativa
My mic has spirit
That's why those crowds follow me
I have ready words and ready flow
I don't have to write those sixteenths, I'll take you down with an eighth
I'll send your crew to hell with one prayer
Which usually starts with the fact that all MCs are
You know why you never finish? Because your show never even started

Yeah, on the mic, on the mic, I open up like a bottle of wine
But I won't submit to the cars that want to drink me
At least some kind of win, I'm not empty
You want to swim in me, boy, you'll drown (yeah)
I just whistle, you really want to get on Europe 2
I yawn, free, I'm a freeman, I don't drink Morgan
Rhyme drips above my head
I open up on the mic like a bottle of wine
I stomp on those stairs, I'm not waiting for the elevator anymore
Endless story, unconventional case
When it doesn't work, fuck it
I understood it and stopped poking (aah)
For a few seconds of fun
A few hours of shame
Loneliness without a lamp, damn
What do I need clothes for
A few beers fall
And there will be brawls (aaa)
Life like on a ship, but my healthy self just jumped off the deck
Everything is upside down, watch your feet, I'm disappearing under the surface??
I was in those depths, darkness and cold, a cold world and nothing more
Buddy, believe me, you would never want to be there, believe me
I never wanted to be so deep, believe me
Biten nails, screwed up feathers
Stomach turned over, and those weird people, nerves
That little, that little sea bitch
Suddenly holds my hand, pulls me to the shore, says believe in yourself (haa)
She was always here with me, I was like a moron looking for other ways
What other ways (ha) I'm going my own way
Let the whole universe blow up, it's fine
I'm right, I'm a shark, you're cod
Baby, I love rap, I'm tangled with it, baby

On the mic, I open up like a bottle of wine (hehe, yeah)
That's what most of these MCs lack (yeah) (Matys, Idea, šš)
On the mic, I open up like a bottle of wine (yeah)
That's what most of these MCs lack (aaa) (Matys, šš)