Текст и перевод песни Pil C - Jon Snow

Jon Snow

Daj do piče ten klik
Valar Morghulis

Ladidadidá, na tých kokotov mám list ako Arya
Kráľ Severu, chýba vám stamina
Padol som na scénu ako lavína
Sever nezapomína
To čo je pre teba tvrdý oriešok, pre chlapcov je malina
Na tabuľu vypísali zatykač, zapni pás
Rútime sa mestom, je to klasika
Peňazí plná krabica
Bystrozraký medzi slepými, sme rarita

Cítim sa sám ako Robert Neville
Povedz mi niečo, čo už dávno nevím
Cítiš sa fajn, hmm
Ako kedy
Poviem ti to raz a poviem ti to naposledy
Som nesmrteľný jak Ciro Di Marzio
Scénu som už dobyl, padla Bastila
Je tu nuda, kde je nejaká akcia
Degeši ma majú v oku, karpina
Keď scéna skapínala, prišli sme jak vakcína
Choré hlavy idú na privát
Otvárajte kasína
Chlapci ťukajú, kajuta Admiral
Je úplne jedno kto tu aké karty má
Všetci ste najlepší, satira

Pochádzame z pomerov kde neučil sa bontón
Kde, nebol konfort, je prázdne konto
Prichádza zima, som meč v temnote jak John Snow
Viem čo je lowcost, viem kedy, koľko
Pochádzame z pomerov kde neučil sa bontón
Kde, nebol konfort, je prázdne konto
Prichádza zima, som meč v temnote jak John Snow
Viem čo je lowcost, viem kedy, koľko

Ľudia mi píšu že ma počúvajú na ich nočnej
Že sa tešia kedy dám v ich meste zase koncert
Hovoria že máme budúcnosť čiernu ako gospel
Platinové platne vešám si na steny ako poster
Aký gang, gang čo za nonsens, dospej
Inak ti chlapci poskáču po tvári jak keď sa v
Nitre v noci prechádzaš sám po Mostnej
Jaký rapperi, tak taká krajina
Počul som že tvoji fans volia Harabína
Jebať na to, chcem mať kľud jak keby som furt na rybách
Z golfu letím nakupovať centrum Paríža
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
Neni ste hudba ale mor
Daj mi silu pane moj
Na krku zlatý medajlón
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
Neni ste hudba ale mor
Daj mi silu pane moj
Na krku zlatý medajlón

Pochádzame z pomerov kde neučil sa bontón
Kde, nebol konfort, je prázdne konto
Prichádza zima, som meč v temnote jak John Snow
Viem čo je lowcost, viem kedy, koľko
Pochádzame z pomerov kde neučil sa bontón
Kde, nebol konfort, je prázdne konto
Prichádza zima, som meč v temnote jak John Snow
Viem čo je lowcost, viem kedy, koľko

Ballers, I put numbers on the board
Neni ste hudba ale mor
Daj mi silu pane moj
Na krku zlatý medajlón
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
Neni ste hudba ale mor
Daj mi silu pane môj
Na krku zlatý medajlón

Jon Snow

Gimme that click, damn it
Valar Morghulis

Ladidadida, I got a list of those assholes like Arya
King of the North, you lack stamina
I fell on the scene like an avalanche
The North remembers
What's a tough nut for you is a piece of cake for the boys
They put a warrant on the board, buckle up
We're rushing through the city, it's a classic
A box full of money
Sharp-sighted among the blind, we're a rarity

I feel alone like Robert Neville
Tell me something I haven't known for a long time
You feel good, hmm
It depends
I'll tell you once and I'll tell you for the last time
I'm immortal like Ciro Di Marzio
I conquered the scene, the Bastille fell
It's boring here, where's some action
The cops have their eyes on me, carp
When the scene was dying, we came in like a vaccine
Sick heads are going private
Open the casinos
The boys are tapping, Admiral's cabin
It doesn't matter who has what cards here
You're all the best, satire

We come from conditions where etiquette wasn't taught
Where there was no comfort, there's an empty account
Winter is coming, I'm a sword in the darkness like John Snow
I know what low-cost is, I know when, how much
We come from conditions where etiquette wasn't taught
Where there was no comfort, there's an empty account
Winter is coming, I'm a sword in the darkness like John Snow
I know what low-cost is, I know when, how much

People write to me that they listen to me on their night shift
That they're looking forward to when I'll give a concert in their city again
They say we have a future as black as gospel
I hang platinum records on my walls like posters
What gang, gang, what nonsense, grow up
Otherwise, the boys will jump on your face like when you
Walk alone on Mostna street in Nitra at night
What kind of rappers, such a country
I heard that your fans vote for Harabin
Fuck it, I want to have peace like I'm always fishing
From the golf course, I'm flying to shop in the center of Paris
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
You're not music but a plague
Give me strength, my Lord
A golden medallion on my neck
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
You're not music but a plague
Give me strength, my Lord
A golden medallion on my neck

We come from conditions where etiquette wasn't taught
Where there was no comfort, there's an empty account
Winter is coming, I'm a sword in the darkness like John Snow
I know what low-cost is, I know when, how much
We come from conditions where etiquette wasn't taught
Where there was no comfort, there's an empty account
Winter is coming, I'm a sword in the darkness like John Snow
I know what low-cost is, I know when, how much

Ballers, I put numbers on the board
You're not music but a plague
Give me strength, my Lord
A golden medallion on my neck
Ballers, I put numbers on the board
You're not music but a plague
Give me strength, my Lord
A golden medallion on my neck