Текст и перевод песни Separ feat. Maxo & Majk Spirit - Vždycky Bol

Vždycky Bol

Vždycky bol
Vždycky bol
Vždycky bol, vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Separ, Separ
Spirit, Speezy
DJ Wich, vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Pancier
Vždycky bol

Vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Ten čo Vami hýbe (vždycky bol, vždycky bol, vždycky bol)
Vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Ten čo s vami hýbe (vždycky bol, vždycky bol, vždycky, vždycky bol)
Vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Ten čo Vami hýbe (vždycky bol, vždycky bol, vždycky bol)
Vždycky bol, vždycky bol
Kým po mňa príde, budem ten čo, ten čo s vami hýbe

Vždycky bol extrémne zásobený lyrikou
Jak Biggie Small
Aj keď prostroreký, nemotal tie hlavy, čistý stôl
Stále tvrdohlavý, videl obraz života jak z knihy snov
Celý život na hrane, strechy mrakodrapu jak čiriklo
Mimikry jak chameleón, nikdy bro
Férový jak Čistychov
Aj keď netúžil, celý život bol sprevádzaný mystikou
To rozúzlenie osemnásta dynastia, Egypt, oh
Kľudne sa kukne do zrkadla spáva
Spokojným spánkom neodrbáva
Neni to ten čo ťa poohovára
Do papule povie všetko tá sláva
Mu nerobí nič je to za nim nemáva
Tie maniere je jak pokosená tráva
Rovný a čistý jak v pohári sava
Furt je to on však sleduj jak dáva
Vždycky to bolo len za jedným stolom
Vždycky to bolo len o ňom zbohom
Nikdy to nebol len lajk a follow
Nikdy to neboli copy a gorov
Zleteli z Tatry a boli oporou
Hudbe čo nemala obdobu chorou
Krajinou zobrali synom len vzdorou
A ich mikrofóny boli plné názorov

Always Hurt

Always hurt
Always hurt
Always hurt, always hurt, always hurt
Separ, Separ
Spirit, Speezy
DJ Wich, always hurt, always hurt
Pancier
Always hurt

Always hurt, always hurt
The one who moves you (always hurt, always hurt, always hurt)
Always hurt, always hurt
The one who moves you with (always hurt, always hurt, always, always hurt)
Always hurt, always hurt
The one who moves you (always hurt, always hurt, always hurt)
Always hurt, always hurt
Until he comes for me, I'll be the one who, the one who moves you

Always extremely stocked with lyrics
Like Biggie Small
Although outspoken, he didn't twist those heads, a clean slate
Still headstrong, he saw the picture of life like a book of dreams
A lifetime on the brink, the roof of a skyscraper like a lark
Mimicry like a chameleon, never bro
Fair like Čistychov
Although he didn't crave it, his whole life was accompanied by mysticism
That resolution, the eighteenth dynasty, Egypt, oh
He'll gladly look in the mirror while sleeping
Doesn't sleep peacefully
Not the one who gossips about you
He'll say everything to your face, that's fame
He doesn't do anything, it's behind him, he doesn't have it
Those manners are like mowed grass
Straight and clean like bleach in a glass
He's still the one, but watch him give
It was always just at one table
It's always been just about him, goodbye
It was never just a like and a follow
It was never copy and gorov
They flew down from the Tatras and were a support
To music that had no equal, sick
They took the country by storm with their defiant sons
And their microphones were full of opinions