Текст и перевод песни Unikkatil feat. B-52, Cyanide & N.A.G. - Kur I Kí Mênt Tjetërkàh (feat. B52, Cyanide & n.a.G.)

Kur I Kí Mênt Tjetërkàh (feat. B52, Cyanide & n.a.G.)

Uni KKatil
And Alboholics
(Simbolizon fitore)

A po m'doket a kom rrshit n'kët dit si me kan i pit
Idhnushëm tu bërtit se ni rim s'po muj me qit
E ky tru mu ka blloku, ment a thu ku m'kan shku
S'po du me prediku se u lodha mo tu shkru
E s'po muj mu koncentru se i kom ment kejt tjetërkah
A don me dit diçka, jom ka thrras Zot e Allah
Po kurgjo t'karit s'po bojn, te dyt kemerr po ma lshojn
Njerz kur vetit i ndihmojn, thojn që perëndit s'harrojn
Po qe karin ato rrena shko ti shitja nanes tane
E vemja her që fiton diçka, është punt vet kur i bone
Tu menu, tu pi cigare, pa bo pare nuk kom qare
Kallzoj krejt un qimve t'nanes, se triumfi ja kom marr
Se jom i unt po ushqimi nuk po m'gin
Po n'gon me vesh po me zemër a po nin
Syt qel, krah për krah, po n'kët nat sikur qorr
Qe qishtu dalin fjalt kur Rebeli shkrun me zor

S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)
S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)

Ksaj konge ja nisem e s'po e dim qysh me shkru
Jo qe s'po dim me shkru veç s'po di me perfundu
Ky instrumental i punum prej shokut Viktor
Mos e ngo ti shum se munesh mu bo qorr
Mos e kritko se n'oborr ta bojm ni vorr
Ja nisem kishe si mir po u bo kejt horror
E kaniher menoj ksaj guxhe me rrjet pse i knoj
A thu a Zoti m'talentoj dom me mikrofon boj
Po kush po thot qe une po t'fryna
Po t'vjen inati qe jom ma i fort e me ty nuk shtyna
Po pra ishin Alboholics me Unikkatilin
Bashk me Bloody Alboz venin ta dridhim
Po e përfundoj me kaq, pe lo s'pe boj papq
Pe gjuj ni rim, besom se s'ka per Prishtin
Kto ken fjal që ti s'guxon m'i menu
Tash që ja nisi, po s'di qysh me përfundu

S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)
S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)

S'po di për çka me fol, hajt po flas për vetveten
Ti ndoshta jo, por un e urrej jeten
Se ta mushi fleten, për as dy minuta
Po do mu shty me mu, hajt se edhe une futna
Ndërprej, mikrofonin ta marr prej dore
Kush t'ka thon që s'di me repovat ato jan fore
Se ma metafore un t'dal ty përball
Si budall, si shejtan
Frymën me ta nal
O hajvan t'paskan kryp, ta paskan lshu mjekerr
Se une ti tash jena diçka tjetër
Ti je shum posht n'shkall t'par t'Dragodanit
E un jom qaj qe ja qin nonen Sllobodanit
Edhe nëse i ka vdek un prej vorrit nxjerri
Kryt e derrit, n'oborr t'shpis ja vjerri
Që me pa me sy, se qysh doket ferri
Kur pushtohet nga Unikkatil Rrebeli

S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)
S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)

Para mikrofonit nuk po di ku me ja nis
A me fol për pica a për cica që i gica
A me fol për cigare asi n'Prishtin ragica
(Le mos fol hiq)
Qija nona tash ja nisa
Ndalet gazi kur t'i shprazi kto rima të bashkume
Sikur plumb midis ballit t'i ndan vetllat e bashkume
Un po du me t'thon shum tung
Po nuk po di ku me i çu trupat
Ne podrume un i kom do burme të çlirume
Në kry s'jom tu u fry, po kush karin don me u shty
Me kët Gjakovar që me gjak i toni koka ly
Kom e kry, tu ta pshty vorrin dikun t'qet n'ara
Gjakoven e përshkrujn o njeri veç shkronjat e para
Qeto kara me do femne nuk i din shum sene
Kur t'thom ta qi nonen n'pidh dije qe jom me ni mene
E kur t'thom dost te lo n'rrug të shtri si qen
Me ni plumb n'gjoks tu u furr për oksigjen

S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)
S'po m'lejn problemet mu koncentru
Për ata s'po di hey, për çka me shkru
(Kur i ki ment tjetërkah)

When Your Mind is Somewhere Else (feat. B52, Cyanide & n.a.G.)

Unikkatil
And Alboholics
(Symbolizing victory)

I feel like I crashed today, the way they made me drink
I'm screaming pathetically, saying I can't shoot another rhyme
My brain is blocked, mind, tell me where did it go?
I don't want to preach, but I'm tired of writing
And I can't concentrate 'cause my mind is somewhere else
Do you want to know something? I've called to God and Allah
But they're doing nothing for me, they both let me down
When people help themselves, they say they don't forget God
But if they believe those lies, go sell it to our mothers
The only time you win something, is your own work when you do it
Thinking, smoking cigarettes, without making money, I haven't cried
I tell it all to my mother's hair, 'cause I've achieved triumph
'Cause I'm the one, but I can't find food
But I enter with my ears, with my heart
Open your eyes, side by side, but in this night, as if blind
That's how the words come out when Rebel writes by force

My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)
My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)

We're starting this song and we don't know how to write it
It's not that we don't know how to write, we just don't know how to finish it
This instrumental is made by my friend Viktor
Don't underestimate it, you might go blind
Don't criticize it, 'cause we'll make a grave in the yard
We started it nicely, but it all turned into horror
And sometimes I think about this girl online 'cause I know her
Tell me, did God give me talent to do mic work?
And who says that I'm gonna blow you away?
And you get angry that I'm stronger and I didn't push you
So yeah, it was Alboholics with Unikkatil
Together with Bloody Alboz, we're gonna shake the country
I'm finishing it here, I'm playing, I'm not doing it badly
I'm throwing a rhyme, believe me, there's nothing like it for Prishtina
These are words you don't dare to think about
Now that it started, I don't know how to finish it

My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)
My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)

I don't know what to talk about, let's talk about myself
Maybe you don't, but I hate life
'Cause it ate the paper, for not even two minutes
But you wanna push with me, come on, 'cause I'm coming in too
Interrupt, take the microphone from my hand
Those who said they don't know how to rap are fools
'Cause I'll bring out more metaphors in front of you
Like an idiot, like a devil
I'll stop your breath
Oh, the animal got fat, they let his beard grow
'Cause you and I are something else now
You're way down, on the first step of Dragodan
And I'm the one who cursed Slobodan's mother
And even if he's dead, I'll take him out of the grave
The pig's head, I'll put it in your backyard
So you can see with your own eyes what hell looks like
When it's conquered by Unikkatil the Rebel

My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)
My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)

In front of the microphone, I don't know where to start
Should I talk about pizzas or boobs that I found
Or talk about cigarettes, like a rag in Prishtina
(Don't say anything)
Nona, I started now
The gas stops when you explode these rhymes together
Like a bullet between the forehead separates the joined temples
I want to tell you a lot, girl
But I don't know where to send the bodies
In the basement, I have some freed husbands
We're not blowing up our heads, but whoever is doing it wants to push with me
With this guy from Gjakova, whose head is covered in blood
I've finished it, spitting on you, knowing your grave is somewhere in the fields
Describing Gjakova, man, only writes the first letters
Quiet, dear, with any woman, you don't know much
When I tell you to curse your mother in vain, know that I mean it
And when I tell you, buddy, I'll lay you down on the street like a dog
With a bullet in your chest, gasping for oxygen

My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)
My problems don't let me concentrate
For those who don't know, hey, what I'm writing about
(When your mind is somewhere else)