Текст и перевод песни Pil C feat. Dollar Prync & Luisa - Až na vrchol sveta

Až na vrchol sveta

Hladím na Slovensko jak Štúr z vrchu Kriváňa
Naši ľudia budú stále kričať: "Till I Die."
Keď ten život štípe občas ako Sriracha
Naša hudba, naši ľudia sú jak ninja korytnačky, vyšli z kanála
Vonku je 32, no v mojich ústach stále zima ako Kanada
Oh my God, OMG, ChDP, ShTF, Bratislava paradise
Skap alebo zarábaj
Pedál na podlahu, motor buráca, keď nasadám
Pohni, pohni, ponáhlaj
Peniažky, si ale vždy dôsledne dobre porátaj
Démoni pred mojím prahom, vidím ako stoja tam
Usmieva sa moja tvár
Lóve máme tu aj tam
Život je fakt Wonderland
Zničím ten ich lunapark

Usmieva sa účtovníčka, usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa policajt, tak usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa frajerka, tak usmievam sa ja
Keď sa prestanú usmievať, utekám jak sa len dá

Sem-tam menej, sem-tam viac
Robili sme veci, ktoré ti nemôžem povedať
Sem-tam menej, sem-tam viac
Spávali sme bez postele, na zemi bol len madrac
Sem-tam menej, sem-tam jeb už nato fakt
Vedľa mňa, príležitosti, čakám kedy sa speňažia
Z Košíc až na vrchol sveta (Matić) Nemanja
Zebrac si to nedám ja, môžem vás tu jebať, ha
Zvykol som písať SMS-ky počas svitania
Teraz píšem bary, jebko, na palube lietadla
Prvýkrát na palube, keď som mal asi dvadsaťdva
Teraz do roka mám letov minimálne dvadsaťdva
Môžete ma vidieť svietiť na vrchole databáz
Chceme stále viac a viac
Chceš nás mať? Tak plať a plať
Vyštím sa na hlavy žebrákom z rádio hitparád
Bitches kričia: "Voilà!"
Na raňajky croissant
Čerstvý džús, spotený v posteli, nemám ten dojazd, bruh

Každá naša sloha chladnejšia jak v zime Ottawa
Nahraj disstrack, Kto dá viac? Pičo, chcem ho do rána
Moja nové fópa zas, točí teraz Smotánka
Posielam im bozky na rozlúčku ako Kontrafakt
V novej zimnej bunde objavím sa v tvojom hoode
Daj si na jar učiteľa, ja si berem teraz úver
Mám flexibilné bars, teraz flexím s nimi v kuse
Ďalší senzitívny chlap, pre ktorého spravím prúser
Cruisin' centrom mesta a to v cudzom Bentley coupe
Rozmýšľam nad tým komu treba zas novú lekciu
Na špekulantov mám už vyhradenú tú sekciu
Moje tracky o tebe skanduje teraz celý klub
Tvoj obľúbený reper plače, že ma nemá v labeli
Váš preplnený backstage mi nestojí za prestíž
Chcem preplnený backpack, ked odchádzam so Fendi
"To som nebol ja!", kričí každý čo bol raz skeptik

Usmieva sa účtovníčka, usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa policajt, tak usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa frajerka, tak usmievam sa ja
Keď sa prestanú usmievať, utekám jak sa len dá
Usmieva sa účtovníčka, usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa policajt, tak usmievam sa ja
Usmieva sa frajerka, tak usmievam sa ja
Keď sa prestanú usmievať, utekám jak sa len dá
Udělat ty lóve, tady na stranu je povinnost
Nepustit ani korunu, to je povinnost
Dlouhý dni, dlouhý noci, že z toho máš dost
Nebejt konina, bejt boss, to je povinnost
Skladám ty love na strop, strop, strop
Dělám love, more, dykeluj ten štoz, štoz, štoz
Bez koruny můžeš jít do píči, bro, bro, bro
První přijdu lóve a pak přijde síla to je, sto, sto
Zajebávat čas, more, to je stop, stop
Dělat love, more, ať je den anebo noc, noc
Když děláš co chceš, more, to je moc, moc
Ja dělám love, love (Love)
Právě posloucháš Smíchov zmrde (Zmdre)
Nejvíc real čávo, more, ve hře (Ve hře)
More, co je? (Co je?)

To the Top of the World

I gaze upon Slovakia like Štúr from the peak of Kriváň
Our people will always shout: "Till I Die."
When life stings sometimes like Sriracha
Our music, our people are like ninja turtles, they came out of the sewer
It's 32 outside, but in my mouth it's still cold like Canada
Oh my God, OMG, ChDP, ShTF, Bratislava paradise
Die or earn
Pedal to the floor, engine roars as I get in
Move, move, hurry up
Always count your money carefully, girl
Demons at my doorstep, I see them standing there
My face is smiling
We have money here and there
Life is truly Wonderland
I'll destroy their amusement park

The accountant is smiling, I'm smiling
The cop is smiling, so I'm smiling
My girlfriend is smiling, so I'm smiling
When they stop smiling, I run as fast as I can

Sometimes less, sometimes more
We did things I can't tell you about
Sometimes less, sometimes more
We slept without a bed, just a mattress on the floor
Sometimes less, sometimes fuck it already
Next to me, opportunities, I'm waiting for them to turn into cash
From Košice to the top of the world (Matić) Nemanja
I won't be a beggar, I can fuck you all, ha
I used to write text messages at dawn
Now I write bars, babe, on board an airplane
First time on board, when I was about twenty-two
Now I have at least twenty-two flights a year
You can see me shining at the top of the databases
We always want more and more
You want us? Then pay and pay
I'll piss on the heads of beggars from radio charts
Bitches scream: "Voilà!"
Croissant for breakfast
Fresh juice, sweaty in bed, I'm not feeling it, bruh

Each of our verses is colder than Ottawa in winter
Record a diss track, Who gives more? Bitch, I want it by morning
My new faux pas, Smotánka is filming it now
I send them goodbye kisses like Kontrafakt
I'll appear in your hood in a new winter jacket
Get a teacher in the spring, I'm taking a loan now
I have flexible bars, now I flex with them constantly
Another sensitive guy for whom I'll cause trouble
Cruisin' through the city center in a stranger's Bentley coupe
Thinking about who needs a new lesson again
I already have a section reserved for speculators
The whole club is chanting my tracks about you now
Your favorite rapper is crying that he doesn't have me on his label
Your crowded backstage isn't worth the prestige to me
I want a crowded backpack when I leave with Fendi
"It wasn't me!", screams everyone who was once a skeptic

The accountant is smiling, I'm smiling
The cop is smiling, so I'm smiling
My girlfriend is smiling, so I'm smiling
When they stop smiling, I run as fast as I can
The accountant is smiling, I'm smiling
The cop is smiling, so I'm smiling
My girlfriend is smiling, so I'm smiling
When they stop smiling, I run as fast as I can
Making that dough, putting it aside is a must
Not letting go of a single crown, that's a must
Long days, long nights, that you're sick of it
Not being a dumbass, being a boss, that's a must
I stack that love on the ceiling, ceiling, ceiling
I make love, sea, fuck that stuff, stuff, stuff
Without a crown, you can go to hell, bro, bro, bro
First comes the love and then comes the power that's, hundred, hundred
Wasting time, sea, that's stop, stop
Making love, sea, whether it's day or night, night
When you do what you want, sea, that's power, power
I make love, love (Love)
You are currently listening to Smíchov motherfucker (Motherfucker)
The most real dude, sea, in the game (In the game)
Sea, what's up? (What's up?)