Текст и перевод песни SKIZ - Igla u nevenke

Igla u nevenke

Skizovi šamaraju na setu od mandare
Pozovite vatrogasce hitnu pomoć žandare
Ulicama haraju dve naše glave landare
Burgiju udaraju i bacaju na kantare

Kismo

Ulećem na bit kućo ko igla u nevenke
šurim bika dižem masu kad god su terevenke
Nova tura ar ju redi rejveri i rejverke
Sazrela mi jedna tura pa vadim semenke
Vuku se lajnovi pune se teh najnovi
Slušaš ladno skiza rođo i to onaj najnoviji
Znoje mi se dlanovi i bubreg me žiga
Amfetamin prva liga sto posto seci ga
Nije bitno dal je šema brza ili sporija
Rođe kada prže sranje vlada euforija
Skiz je novi stafić brate ne treba ti folija
Ne znaš kako da ga radiš pogledaj tutorial
To je fanki storija mi smo te supstance
Sranje tvrdo i bolesno ko čelik i kancer
Ne volim komarce a žandare mrzim
Eskiviram indijance akcijama brzim
Iskusni mufljuzi pa ne bije nas maler
Da nam neki lerdi rođo ne da robu na ler
Braća se istale da vršimo kristale
Na afteru sam jeo flormidale i spirale
Za drolje raspale brale bacim keca na astale
Više ne bi dobile ni kad bi umirale
Sa zapadne obale uz rafale stiže nalet
A i ćale kismo 11500 reprezentin palež

Makan

Sintetičkim sranjima razaram sinapse
Redovno se opirem kad dođu da me apse
Na žandara vičem zapamti me ljakse
Kad izađem u vugla ću ti okvir saspem
Kraste od pda po telu se stvaraju
Ortaci overavaju da ne odbrojavaju
U drajzeru kada nisu otimaju varaju
A za rte rave ga u rčma stavljaju
Reporteri javljaju direktno s lica mesta
Saobraćajci blokirana svaka cesta
Pljačkaši beže u vozilu marke ford fiesta
Slovom procenjeno u evrima na ciglu i dvesta
Ako padnem ne gine mi tventi fajf a lajf
Po čuvara koban bio je moj leptir najf
Umesto spida pizda prodade mi sranje staf
Jebaću ga loše ajm gona faking braf
Taz na vugla mećem zurka na ljakrazde
žurka je večeras slike taze i ekstaze
Oko gajbe speksi kruže kao kamikaze
Puštam džukce iz magaze i pirane u bazen

Needle in a Marigold

Skiz beats on a drum made of mandalas
Call the firefighters, the ambulance, the gendarmes
Two of our heads scorch through the streets like landmines
They bang on burglar alarms and throw them into the bins

Darling

I burst into the house like a needle in a marigold
I swing a bull, I raise a mob when there's gossip
New round of booze, ready, ravers and ravers
I've got a charge, so I'm pulling out my seeds
Lines squirm, filling up with the latest stuff
Listen to my cool lines, my darling, and the newest ones
My palms are sweating and my kidneys are throbbing
Amphetamine, first class, a hundred percent cut
It doesn't matter if the scheme is fast or slow
When shit fries, euphoria reigns, my brother
Skiz is the new staff, brother, you don't need foil
Don't know how to do it? Watch the tutorial
That's the funky story, we're those substances
Shit hard and painful like steel and cancer
I don't like mosquitoes and I hate gendarmes
I dodge Indians with fast actions
Experienced muflons, so the painter doesn't beat us
So that some lord, my brother, doesn't give us goods on credit
Brothers set up shop to make crystals
At the after-party I ate floridamides and spirals
For the broken drolls, bro, I throw my kicks into the bin
You wouldn't get any more, even if you were dying
A surge comes from the west coast with gusts
And daddy, darling, 11500, the representative burn

Makan

I destroy synapses with synthetic shit
I regularly resist when they come to arrest me
I scream at the gendarme, remember me, asshole
When I come out, I'll smash your glasses
Scabs from the PDA form on the body
My buddies sign to avoid the count
They steal and cheat in the squad cars
And for raves, they put it in the bars
Reporters report live from the scene
Traffic cops blocked every road
Robbers escape in a Ford Fiesta
Estimated at two hundred thousand euros in cash
If I fall, twenty-five to life doesn't kill me
For the guard, my butterfly knife was fatal
Instead of speed, the bitch sold me shit
I'll fuck him up, I'm gonna fucking braf
I put the bass on the corner, the party's on the stereo
The party's tonight, fresh pictures and ecstasy
Around the box, eyes circle like kamikaze pilots
I let the beetles out of the magazine and the piranhas into the pool