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Lova,moc,postovanje

Ovo je tehnika gresnika, flou bolesnika,
K'o po vodi hod, plovimo bez trika,
Lezi na pod kada krene ton, slika,
Ja sam zlo bez lica, kada krenem kroz ritam.
Rime nizem bez veznika, vise sam od pesnika,
Festival reci, ne seci samo me snimaj,
0-24 istina k'o pesnica udara,
Ujedam k'o da patim od besnila.
Svuda sam, shvati, od 'Burme do Resnika,
Ekipa me prati, jos smo jaki, jebi ga.
Pravi igraci, stalno raste dnevnica,
Tvoj nastup vredi k'o moja recenica,
Nekom zivot kurva, nekom uciteljica,
Oba dzepa puna, u jednom lova, drugom kesica,
Gudra pravi novac, al' malo je srecnika,
Vecina zavrsi k'o glavna tema dnevnika.
Ja sam brate ker, znam da zivot nije fer nikad,
Drzim smer, ne skidam kez s lica,
Ceo svet za kes isti ples igram,
Pa moras biti vest klinac da bi stigao do hed trika!

Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Samo idemo dalje.
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Idemo dalje.

Poslovi, seme kroz prostor i vreme,
Ako nesto treba - ti pozovi mene,
Kroz ove vene tece BG,
Gde samo s bitovima imam srecne veze.
Spreman da se vezem, zenim, imam puno dece,
Reperi zvuce k'o da imam puno dece,
Puno srece njima, a vama dobro vece,
Gde sad ono krecem na cifre mnogo vece.
Lova me juri k'o da se za drogom krecem,
I zato zurim, tu sam ovo vece,
Cudne stvari dogode se kad na bitu profa Reks je,
K'o da tekst je pis'o dok je udisao eten.
Ometen na bitu, ova gluva soba,
K'o da hodam po zidu, hocu sve da probam,
Radi se o apetitu, Reksona soma demona po kiku
Nekad im'o soma Hofmana u fridzu,
Sad soma jakih strofa sa forama za knjigu,
Hip-hop je sjeban, al' oporavak je blizu
Korak-dva unazad, jer je zaraza u stihu,
A ti nemas dovoljno dara za tu pricu.

Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Samo idemo dalje.
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Idemo dalje.

Ovde retko ko zna sta ce s vlastitim zivotom,
Jedan napravi sa loptom, drugi napravi sa kokom,
Lete svi visoko, problem naprave za poklon,
Moje sranje je zestoko, tebe razblaze sa vodom!
Rime raznosim k'o kalas, znas ime, decko profesionalac,
Jednim metkom sa daljine skine pajace,
Ljudi vriste oko bine k'o da drzim taoce,
Ne spustaj dlanove, rano je da na rane stavljamo zavoje,
Tek cemo da padamo, padove sa tucenom bradom,
Branimo gardom sve, gradom se prica da,
I ne sipam najbolje zato me stvarno zabole,
Daj love, motore, kola i stanove,
Za ove momke sto te pricom zatvore,
Znas to je flou koji kao Brizit Bardo je,
I rado me vidis kao da sam vatromet,
Razne kadrove mesta gde sreca faktor je,
Na giljama blato, ulazim u najskuplje,
Reperi me kradu jako pocecu da strajkujem.

Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Samo idemo dalje.
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Lova, moc, postovanje (dva, tri)
Idemo dalje.

Money, Power, Respect

This is the sinners' technique, the flow of the sick,
Like walking on water, we're floating without a trick,
Lie on the floor when the tone kicks in, picture this,
I'm evil without a face, when I flow through the rhythm.
I string rhymes without a hitch, I'm more than a poet,
A festival of words, don't cut, just film me,
0-24, the truth hits like a song,
I bite like I'm rabid.
I'm everywhere, get it, from 'Burma to Resnik,
The crew follows me, we're still strong, damn it.
Real players, the daily wage is constantly growing,
Your performance is worth like one of my sentences,
For some, life is a whore, for others, a teacher,
Both pockets full, one with cash, the other with a baggie,
Weed makes money, but few are lucky,
Most end up as the main topic of the news.
I'm a hustler, brother, I know life ain't fair, never was,
I keep my direction, never wipe the grin off my face,
I'm dancing the same dance, the whole world for cash,
So you gotta be a clever motherfucker to get to the head trick!

Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
We just keep going.
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Keep going.

Business, seeds through space and time,
If you need anything, call me,
Through these veins flows BG,
Where I only have happy connections with the beats.
Ready to get hitched, get married, have a lot of kids,
Rappers sound like I have a lot of kids,
Good luck to them, and good evening to you,
Where I'm headed now to much bigger numbers.
Money chases me like I'm chasing drugs,
And that's why I'm in a hurry, I'm here tonight,
Strange things happen when Professor Rex is on the beat,
Like he wrote the lyrics while inhaling ether.
Distracted on the beat, this deaf room,
Like I'm walking on the wall, I wanna try everything,
It's about the appetite, Rexona, a hundred demons on the kick,
Used to have a hundred Hofmanns in the fridge,
Now a hundred strong verses with punchlines for a book,
Hip-hop is fucked, but recovery is near,
A step or two back, because the infection is in the verse,
And you don't have enough talent for that story.

Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
We just keep going.
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Keep going.

Few people here know what to do with their own lives,
One makes it with a ball, another with coke,
Everyone flies high, they make a problem for a gift,
My shit is fierce, it'll extinguish you with water!
I'm smashing rhymes like a Kalashnikov, you know the name, kid, professional,
Takes down clowns from a distance with one shot,
People are screaming around the stage like I'm holding hostages,
Don't put your hands down, it's too early to put bandages on wounds,
We're just about to fall, falls with a bruised chin,
We're defending everything with our guard, the city is talking,
And I'm not pouring out the best, that's why it really hurts me,
Give me money, bikes, cars, and apartments,
For these girls who imprison you with their stories,
You know it's a flow that's like Brigitte Bardot,
And you're glad to see me like I'm fireworks,
Various shots of places where happiness is a factor,
Mud on the wheels, I'm entering the most expensive,
Rappers are stealing from me a lot, I'm gonna start striking.

Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
We just keep going.
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Money, Power, Respect (two, three)
Keep going.