Текст и перевод песни Scriptor - Textill

Textill

Idemo snimit album (Album?) zvat će se tekstil
(Zašto tekstil?) jer mi je svaki tekst ill
Klizim ko jet ski, iznimno vješt MC
Zadnje i prvo slovo mog imena znači rep skill
Nivo tolko visok da su ispod Božje noge
Common zove vatrogasce nato baze da dođe gore
Pa pita kolko dođe love kupit moje nove stvari
Ove ovdje stvari? Sorry, nisu na prodaju stari
Pitaj Eminema, meni nema nikog ravnog i
Nisam jebivjetar nego suparnik ko Mavrović
Check rep šef crni džek ko Slavko Brankov
Imam džep s jakom bankom, commandos s tankom kubankom
Don Vlado sa Kangol kapom, Marlon Brando
Tako lako te navučem na svoj art form kao da si hard core narko (Braco)
Ako želiš street rep kao moj unikatan
Odi na cestu zagrizi afalt pa pljuni katran

UUU - vikni ako ti je rep dobar
UUU - digni bass, mic check proba
UUU - čak i ako mi je tekst koma
Slušaj Tripiov beat, pa to je već bomba.
UUU - Scriptorito još uvijek sa vama
UUU - hitam Tripio bitom ko auti ulicama
UUU - tekst sjajan, ali ako je beat banana
Pa ra ram

Bacam tolko bijesne puncheve da ih moram stavit na lajnu
Tjeram cijelu Dalmaciju da zaboravi na Hajduk
Za hip hop generaciju, nesretnu, zapostavljenu
Vraćam zvuk u devedesetu, boombox na ramenu
Pa kaj oni misle kad znaju da sam barem jedan od
Onih koji zvuče jebeno na fakin megafon
Sjedam na tlo, a ne na tron jer samo pravi znaju
Da bit kralj u ovom sranju znači biti glavni majmun

Nepresušan izvor za kolumne, kad mi čuju stvar polude
Ruke jako duge, valjda imam dar ko Rundek
Reci ko je ovdje ko po utjecaju, kaj misliš
Scriptor je isti Marx, a svi drugi su marksisti
Manifestiram kultne rep romane diljem svijeta
Djelovanje Sinesteta za sve gladne dobrog repa
Ovog tjedna je vrhunski tekst vraćen na ritam
A sve drugo je ko buket cvijeća za bivšu - odbačena kita
Narkoza rep umijećem, ko voda lijepo tečem
Al je tvoja pjesma smeće, brate probaj nešto treće
Vidim trudiš se, a tužan si ko pobačaj za trudnice
Moj rep ne mrda guzice već trga zvučnike
Naučite da dobra pjesma mora zvučat dobro
Jebeš svu filozofiju teksta ak je mjuza govno
Vježbajte tehniku u studiju il na diktafonu
Scriptor Sinestet slash virtuoz na mikrofonu

Textill

Let's record an album (Album?) it'll be called Textill
(Why Textill?) because every text I write is ill
I glide like a jet ski, an exceptionally skilled MC
The first and last letter of my name means rep skill
My level is so high that God's feet are below
Common calls the firefighters, NATO base, to come up
Then asks how much it costs to buy my new things
These things here? Sorry, they're not for sale, old man
Ask Eminem, I have no equal and
I'm not a jerk, but a rival like Mavrović
Check, rep boss, black jack like Slavko Brankov
I have a pocket with a strong bank, commandos with a thin Cuban
Don Vlado with a Kangol cap, Marlon Brando
It's so easy to lure you into my art form, as if you were a hardcore addict (Braco)
If you want street rep like my unique one
Go to the street, bite the asphalt and spit tar

UUU - shout if you like the rep good
UUU - raise the bass, mic check test
UUU - even if my text is crap
Listen to Tripio's beat, it's already a bomb.
UUU - Scriptorito is still with you
UUU - I hit with Tripio's beat like cars in the streets
UUU - the text is amazing, but if the beat is a banana
Well then, ra ram

I throw so many furious punches I have to put them on a leash
I make the whole Dalmatia forget about Hajduk
For the hip hop generation, unhappy, neglected
I bring the sound back to the nineties, boombox on my shoulder
So what do they think when they know I'm at least one of
Those who sound fucking on a fucking megaphone
I sit on the ground, not on the throne, because only true ones know
That being king in this shit means being the main monkey

An inexhaustible source for columns, when they hear my thing they go crazy
My arms are very long, I guess I have a gift like Rundek
Tell me who's here like in terms of influence, what do you think?
Scriptor is the same as Marx, and everyone else is a Marxist
I manifest cult rep novels all over the world
The action of Sinestet for all those hungry for good rep
This week the top text is brought back to rhythm
And everything else is like a bouquet of flowers for an ex - a discarded kit
Narcosis rep with skill, like water I flow beautifully
But your song is trash, brother, try something else
I see you're trying, but you're sad like an abortion for pregnant women
My rep doesn't move butts, but it rips speakers
Learn that a good song has to sound good
Fuck all the philosophy of text if the music is shit
Practice your technique in the studio or on the dictaphone
Scriptor Sinestet slash virtuoso on the microphone