Текст и перевод песни Moja Rec - Sucker Punch

Sucker Punch

Počúvaš novú platňu MR má na konte dalšiu
Na slovo som čakal ako zlodej na tmu
Ked vôjdem do kabíny tak si zožeň prácu
Som v rauši ako ked opúšťa boxer šatňu
Nenos Bomber k Majku nemáš vôbec šancu
Tento flow je z ladu spravím ti monster hanbu
Nechám horieť faklu držím hore vlajku
Za mojú crew sme vo forme bratm.

Dobrý Chlapci číslo 3 slová miesto pištolí
Z mesta čo je malé ale klúčové jak klitoris
Neee nechcem aby si ma volal básnik
Neee každého z nich schovám do kapsy
Smee doškriabaní ako pouliční psy
Viem o všetkom jak keby jazdím mestom na bicykli
Priamo z malej diery zo štúdia GoodFellaz
Delik Jozef Bengerer a jebnutý je Supeaaa

Z garáže na podiá stojím o proti vám v ruke mi horí majk
Bohatý alebo holí fas už je to jedno chcem to robiť až kým dodýcham
Zakrič somnou zakrič somnou to je tá hudba čo ma vráti domou
Ak si somnou ak si somnou pod bližšie tu sa píše historia

28 na krku a stále padám na držku
A moje plány sa vždy tak nejak zadrhnú
No prestávam snívať nie to si nenechám zatrhnúť
Idem za tým čo chcem ako keby mám v zadku pár vrtúl
Zmrdi by ma radi chceli mať z krku
Tu máš další majster štrich hydro rap gram v brku
Slová letia jak ked bajkom zaflekuješ na štrku
Napíšem a spiknem to skôr jak stihneš párkrát mrknúť
Ked som v búdke uteč idem ako tornádo
Letím ako rogalo ste štýový jak podbradok
Najmocnejšie kolabo v hre s dalším homerunom
To čo robíš fakt voláš rap? musíš byť pod parou
Koho tu chceš porovnávať my sme iná liga
Celkom iný šport vidíš show a ledva stíhaš dýchať
Pýtali sa či sa chlapci s MR teraz rozpadli
Mrdáme hru ty sa nevieš dostať dnu jak do panny
Flow robí čing ak kocky ľadu v mojom pohári
Si knock out lolo ferary ťa jebla kozou do hlavy
Michadelikou je cez blavu brno až do prahy
Supa Delik Jozef Bengerer amígo pod s nami

Z garáže na podiá stojím o proti vám v ruke mi horí majk
Bohatý alebo holí fas už je to jedno chcem to robiť až kým dodýcham
Zakrič somnou zakrič somnou to je tá hudba čo ma vráti domou
Ak si somnou ak si somnou pod bližšie tu sa píše historia

Sucker Punch

You're listening to the new MR record, another one on the count
I've been waiting for the word like a thief waits for the dark
When I enter the booth, better get yourself a job
I'm in a rush like a boxer leaving the locker room
Don't wear a Bomber to Majk, you don't stand a chance
This flow is ice cold, I'll make a monster of your shame
I'll let the torch burn, holding the flag high
For my crew, we're in shape, brother.

Goodfellas number 3, words instead of guns
From a city that's small but crucial like the clitoris
Nooo, I don't want you to call me a poet
Nooo, I'll put each of them in my pocket
We're scratched up like street dogs
I know everything as if I'm riding a bike through the city
Straight from the small hole, from the GoodFellaz studio
Delik Jozef Bengerer and crazy is Supeaaa

From the garage to the stage, I stand against you, mic burning in my hand
Rich or broke, fuck it, it doesn't matter anymore, I want to do this until I take my last breath
Shout with me, shout with me, this is the music that brings me home
If you're with me, if you're with me, come closer, history is being written here

28 on my neck and I still fall on my face
And my plans always somehow get stuck
But I'm stopping dreaming, no, I won't let that be taken away
I'm going after what I want like I have a couple of propellers in my ass
They'd love to get rid of me
Here's another master stroke, hydro rap gram in the joint
Words fly like when you skid your bike on gravel
I'll write and plot it before you can blink a few times
When I'm in the booth, run away, I'm coming like a tornado
I'm flying like a hang glider, you're stylish like a double chin
The most powerful collab in the game with another home run
You really call what you do rap? You must be drunk
Who do you want to compare here, we're a different league
A completely different sport, you see the show and can barely breathe
They asked if the boys from MR have now broken up
We're fucking the game, you can't get in like a virgin
Flow makes a ching like ice cubes in my glass
You're knocked out, lolo, Ferrari hit you in the head with a goat
Michadelika is through Bratislava, Brno to Prague
Supa Delik Jozef Bengerer amigo under with us

From the garage to the stage, I stand against you, mic burning in my hand
Rich or broke, fuck it, it doesn't matter anymore, I want to do this until I take my last breath
Shout with me, shout with me, this is the music that brings me home
If you're with me, if you're with me, come closer, history is being written here